though every friend be fled,
Lo! Envy waits, that lover of the dead.


On the Death of the Earl of Cadogan.


Though every friend be fled, Lo! Envy waits, that lover of the dead.

Though every friend be fled, Lo! Envy waits, that lover of the dead.

Though every friend be fled, Lo! Envy waits, that lover of the dead.

Though every friend be fled, Lo! Envy waits, that lover of the dead.