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HY ATEFATE [sic], dost thou Double thus thy Smart?

Not suffering Her to Live, nor to Depart?

Physitians straining to Repaire what Losse

The Iudge inflicted, Multiply the Crosse:

Death wrote Her Martyr; but from Rest to Come

Back through such Paines, is Second Martyrdome.

Yet shee these cruell Miracles sustaines,

Rivall Inrolled in Proserpines both Traines;

And seated on Fates Tropick, doth survey

With either Eye the Courts of Night, and Day.

So Phœbe's Orbe in th'Equinox appears,

With Oblique Lookes viewing two Hemispheres:

Thus Eagles, when They to the Confines Fly

Of th'Atmosphære, dwell not in Ayre, nor Sky:

Such, Pyrrha's Unripe Issue, is displayd,

When it was yet halfe-Carcasse, and halfe-Mayd.

Pluto with Juno here might Presents claime,

While Dirge, and Caroll Confort forth her Name;

That Pantomime should Act these Obsequies,

Whose Face Parti-per-pale both Laughs, and Cryes:

For Shee Triumphs in Tragicomick shrowds;

As Rainebowes glister, yet in Weeping Clowds:

Or as a Protean Picture's different Site

Here shewes Democritus, there Heraclite.

Straight from her Urne this Unchang'd Phœnix rose,

Ofspring Herselfe, and Midwife to her Throwes: