Poem by Edmund Waller

To One Married to an Old Man

Since thou wouldst needs,
Bewitched with some ill charms,
Be buried in those monumental arms,
All we can wish is, may that earth lie light
Upon thy tender limbs, and so goodnight. 

1. Of My Lady Isabella Playing on the Lute
2. While I Listen to Thy Voice
3. On the Friendship Betwixt Two Ladies
4. Of English Verse
5. Upon the Late Storm

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