William Cartwright

(1611-1643 / England)

On A Virtuous Young Gentlewoman That Died Suddenly - Poem by William Cartwright

SHE who to Heaven more Heaven doth annex,
Whose lowest thought was above all our sex,
Accounted nothing death but t' be reprieved,
And died as free from sickness as she lived.
Others are dragg'd away, or must be driven,
She only saw her time and stept to Heaven;
Where seraphims view all her glories o'er,
As one return'd that had been there before.
For while she did this lower world adorn,
Her body seem'd rather assumed than born;
So rarified, advanced, so pure and whole,
That body might have been another's soul;
And equally a miracle it were
That she could die, or that she could live here.


Comments about On A Virtuous Young Gentlewoman That Died Suddenly by William Cartwright

There is no comment submitted by members..



Read this poem in other languages

This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.

I would like to translate this poem »

word flags

What do you think this poem is about?

Read poems about / on: heaven, death, world, time



Poem Submitted: Saturday, January 4, 2003



[Report Error]