O welcome, bless'd spirit!
Thou need'st not mistrust me, I have a care
As jealous as thine own: we'll see it done,
And not believe report; our zeal is such,
We cannot reverence chastity too much.
Lead on! I would those ladies that fill honour's rooms
Might all be borne so virtuous to their tombs!
[Solemn music plays them out.
FOOTNOTES:
[473] [Should we not read prize, to rhyme with eyes?]
[474] The MS. has hart.
[475] A similar instance of posthumous coronation is mentioned in Camoëns' "Lusiad," canto iii.