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Elizabethan Farewell
Oh ye marvels of pipe and drum
And regal coffin banner draped...
You extol a grandeur become
Another mortal unescaped
From the sting of the Reaper blade
Which honors no royal merit
More so than the subjects portrayed
In the lower orders they inherit.
Marvel only that men make such scenes
As to have us think she were a god,
Who, as in Homeric tales, intervenes
In some Deus Ex Machina glissade
Which reckons we will forevermore be...
Exempt from a ruthless reality.
And regal coffin banner draped...
You extol a grandeur become
Another mortal unescaped
From the sting of the Reaper blade
Which honors no royal merit
More so than the subjects portrayed
In the lower orders they inherit.
Marvel only that men make such scenes
As to have us think she were a god,
Who, as in Homeric tales, intervenes
In some Deus Ex Machina glissade
Which reckons we will forevermore be...
Exempt from a ruthless reality.
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