| J. C. Squire, ed. A Book of Women’s Verse. 1921. | | | | To My Husband | | Anonymous (1652) |
| | | WHEN from the world I shall be ta’en, | |
| And from earth’s necessary pain, | |
| Then let no blacks be worn for me, | |
| Not in a ring, my dear, by thee. | |
| But this bright diamond, let it be | 5 |
| Worn in rememberance of me. | |
| And when it sparkles in your eye, | |
| Think ’tis my shadow passeth by. | |
| For why, more bright you shall me see, | |
| Than that or any gem can be. | 10 |
| Dress not the house with sable weed, | |
| As if there were some dismal deed | |
| Acted to be when I am gone, | |
| There is no cause for me to mourn. | |
| And let no badge of herald be | 15 |
| The sign of my antiquity. | |
| It was my glory I did spring | |
| From heaven’s eternal powerful King: | |
| To his bright palace heir am I, | |
| It is his promise, he’ll not lie. | 20 |
| By my dear brother pray lay me, | |
| It was a promise made by thee, | |
| And now I must bid thee adieu, | |
| For I’m a parting now from you. | | | | |
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