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- # THE RAPE OF LVCRECE.
And bubling from her brest, it doth decide
In two flow rivers, that the crimson bloud
Circles her bodie in on euerie side,
VVho like a late sack't lland vaftie stood
Bare and vnpeopled, in this fearfull flood.
Some of her bloud still pure and red remain'd,
And som look'd black, & that false TARQVIN stain'd.
About the mourning and congealed face
Of that blacke bloud, a watrie rigoll goes,
VVhich feemes to weep vpon the tainted place,
And euer since as pitying LVCRECE woes,
Corrupted bloud, some waterie token showes,
And bloud vntainted, still doth red abide,
Blushing at that which is so putrified.
Daughter, deare daughter, old LVCRECE cres,
That life was mine which thou hast here depriued,
If in the childe the fathers image lies,
VVhere shall I liue now LVCRECE is vnliued?
Thou wast not to this end from me deriued.
> If children prædecease progenitours,
> VVe are their offspring and they none of ours.
Poore
II. 1737—1757
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