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Poem by Abraham Cowley
Epitaph
Underneath this marble stone,
Lie two beauties joyn'd in one.
Two whose loves, death could not sever,
For both liv'd, both dy'd together.
Two whose soules, being too divine
For earth, in their own spheare now shine,
Who have left their loves to Fame,
And their earth to earth againe.
Abraham Cowley
Abraham Cowley's other poems:- The Thief
- Against Fruition
- Thisbe's Song
- The Epicure
- An Answer to a Copy of Verses Sent Me to Jersey
Poems of the other poets with the same name:
Samuel Coleridge Epitaph ("Stop, Christian passer-by : Stop, child of God") Percy Shelley Epitaph ("These are two friends whose lives were undivided") 1822Katherine Philips Epitaph ("What on Earth deserves our trust?") Thomas Hardy Epitaph ("I never cared for Life: Life cared for me") Edna Millay Epitaph ("Heap not on this mound") Elinor Wylie Epitaph ("For this she starred her eyes with salt") Walter Scott Epitaph ("AMID these aisles, where once his precepts showed") Robert Southey Epitaph ("HERE, in the fruitful vales of Somerset") George Byron Epitaph ("Posterity will ne’er survey") January 2, 1820Dorothy Parker Epitaph ("The first time I died, I walked my ways") Emily Dickinson Epitaph ("Step lightly on this narrow spot!")
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