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EPITAPH ON THE MONUMENT OF SIR WILLIAM DYER, by             Poem Explanation        
First Line: My dearest dust, could not thy hasty day
Last Line: My dear, my dearest dust; I come, I come
Alternate Author Name(s): Dyer, Catherine
Subject(s): Love - Marital; Mourning; Wedded Love; Marriage - Love; Bereavement


My dearest dust, could not thy hasty day
Afford thy drowzy patience leave to stay
One hower longer so that we might either
Sate up, or gone to bedd togther?
But since thy finisht labor hath possest
Thy weary limbs with early rest,
Enjoy it sweetly and thy widdowe bride
Shall soone repose her by thy slumbering side.
Whose business, now, is only to prepare
My nightly dress, and call to prayre:
Mine eyes wax heavy and ye day growes old.
The dew falls thick, my beloved growes cold.
Draw, draw ye closed curtaynes: and make room:
My dear, my dearest dust; i come, i come




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