Crashaw, Richard: An Epitaph upon Husband and Wife who died and were buried together
An Epitaph upon Husband and Wife who died and were buried together (Angol)
To these, whom death again did wed,
This grave’s the second marriage-bed.
For though the hand of fate could force
Twixt soul and body a divorce,
It could not sunder man and wife,
Because they both lived but one life.
Peace, good reader, Do not weep.
Peace, the lovers are asleep.
They, sweet turtles, folded lie
In the last knot love could tie.
And though they lie as they were dead,
Their pillow stone, their sheets of lead,
(Pillow hard, and sheets not warm),
Love made the bed; they’ll take no harm;
Let them sleep, let them sleep on.
Till this stormy night be gone,
Till the eternal morrow dawn;
Then the curtains will be drawn
And they wake into a light,
Whose day shall never die in night.