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48.
And this was Gartha in her Chari'ot drawn;
Who through the swarthie Region of the Night
Drove from the Court; and as a second dawn
Breaks on them like the Morns Reserve of Light.
And this was Gartha in her Chari'ot drawn;
Who through the swarthie Region of the Night
Drove from the Court; and as a second dawn
Breaks on them like the Morns Reserve of Light.
49.
Through all the Camp she moves with Fun'ral pace,
And still bows meekly down to all she saw;
Her grief gave speaking beautie to her Face,
Which lowly look'd, that it might pitie draw.
Through all the Camp she moves with Fun'ral pace,
And still bows meekly down to all she saw;
Her grief gave speaking beautie to her Face,
Which lowly look'd, that it might pitie draw.
50.
When by her Slaves her name they understood,
Her Lines of feature heedfully they view,
In her complexion track their Gen'ral's bloud,
And find her more than what by fame they knew.
When by her Slaves her name they understood,
Her Lines of feature heedfully they view,
In her complexion track their Gen'ral's bloud,
And find her more than what by fame they knew.
51.
They humbly her to that Pavilion guide,
Where Hubert his bold Chiefs with furie fir'd;
But his ambition, when he Gartha spy'd
(To give his sorrow place) a while retyr'd.
They humbly her to that Pavilion guide,
Where Hubert his bold Chiefs with furie fir'd;
But his ambition, when he Gartha spy'd
(To give his sorrow place) a while retyr'd.
52.
With his respectfull help she does descend;
Where they, with dear imbraces mingle Tears,
But now her Male Revenge would grief suspend;
Revenge, through Grief, too feminine appears.
With his respectfull help she does descend;
Where they, with dear imbraces mingle Tears,
But now her Male Revenge would grief suspend;
Revenge, through Grief, too feminine appears.
53.
But when her dear Allies, dead Paradine,
And Dargonet she saw: that Manliness
Which her weak Sex assum'd, she does decline;
As bred too soft, to mannage griefs excess.
But when her dear Allies, dead Paradine,
And Dargonet she saw: that Manliness
Which her weak Sex assum'd, she does decline;
As bred too soft, to mannage griefs excess.
54.
Then soon return'd, as loth to shew her Eyes
No more of Oswald than she must forsake;
But sorrow's moisture heat of anger dries;
And mounted in her Chariot, thus she spake:
Then soon return'd, as loth to shew her Eyes
No more of Oswald than she must forsake;
But sorrow's moisture heat of anger dries;
And mounted in her Chariot, thus she spake:
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