Gertrude Aston Thimelby

“ Teares I could soone have brought unto this hearse,
And thoughts, and sighs, but you command a verse;
And here it is, I am so much concern'd
If ere I write I am againe unlearn'd.
For greife does all things els annihilate,
As not consistent with his high estate.
If you will be obay'd, He hold the pen,
But you must guide my hand, instruct me then.
Dead must I say? I doe the author see
That gave me life, and not that death kill me!
If, when alive, he was the cause of breath,
Why, being dead, does he not cause my death? ”