A friend to comfort and advise;
Virtue, mild as Zephyr’s breath;
Piety, which smiled in death:
Such a wife and such a friend
All lament, and all commend.
Most, with eating cares, opprest,
He who knew and loved her best;
Who her loyal heart did share,
He who reign’d unrivall’d there,
And no truce to sighs will give,