Parthenea, an ELEGY. Elizabeth Rowe (née Singer) Alexander Huber Editor Bodleian Libraries, University of Oxford
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Oxford This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-ShareAlike 3.0 Unported License. R7317 A57734 Rowe, Elizabeth Singer, 1674-1737. Poems on several occasions. Written by Philomela. London Printed for John Dunton at the Raven in Jewen-street 1696 pp. 57-58. [24],72,69,[11]p.; 8⁰

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Parthenea , an ELEGY . WIth Singing Angels hence she posts away , As Lovely now and excellent as they : For one short Moment Death's Grim Looks she bore , But ne'r shall see his Gastly Visage more . Releast from her dull Fetters ; as the Light , Active , and Pure , Parthenia takes her flight ; And finds , at last , the awfull Secrecy , How Spirits act , and what they do , and be . But now she's swallow'd in a flood of Light , And scarce indures the Splendour of the Sight : Dear Shade , whom Heaven did so soon remove From these Cold Regions to the Land of Love ; To endless Pleasures , and Eternal day ; How glittering now ? How satisfy'd and gay Art thou ? methinks I do but half lament The Lovely Saint from my Embraces rent : Nor can to those fair Mansions cast my eyes , To which she's fled , and not recall my sighs . My grief for her were as unjust , as vain , If from that Bliss 'twould hurry her again : For tho' the Charming'st Friend on Earth I've lost , Yet she the while may the advantage boast : And should her pure unfetter'd Soul but daign A careless glance on these dark coasts again , 'Twould Smile , as Conscious , where she left her Chain ; And smile agen at the surprizing odds Of her late dwelling , and those bright abodes ; Those bright abodes where now , securely blest , She Sings the Anthems of Eternal rest .