079:04,000[' ]| 079:04,001[A ]| It is true that$3$ he is dead: but yet to$9$ choose, 079:04,002[A ]| Methinks thou, Fame, should not have brought the news; 079:04,003[A ]| Thou canst discourse at will$1$ and speak at large: 079:04,004[A ]| But wast not in$4$ the fight nor durst thou charge; 079:04,005[A ]| While he transported all with valiant rage 079:04,006[A ]| His name eternized, but cut short his age; 079:04,007[A ]| On$4$ the safe battlements of Richmond's bowers 079:04,008[A ]| Thou wast espied, and from the gilded towers 079:04,009[A ]| Thy silver trumpets sounded a retreat 079:04,010[A ]| Far from the dust and battle's sulphury heat. <10> 079:04,011[A ]| Yet what couldst thou have done? It is always late 079:04,012[A ]| To$9$ struggle with inevitable fate. 079:04,013[A ]| Much rather thou, I know, expectest to$9$ tell 079:04,014[A ]| How heavy Cromwell gnashed the earth and fell. 079:04,015[A ]| Or how slow death far from the sight of day 079:04,016[A ]| The long-deceived Fairfax bore away. 079:04,017[A ]| But until then, let us young Francis praise: 079:04,018[A ]| And plant upon$4$ his hearse the bloody bays, 079:04,019[A ]| Which$6#1$ we will$1$ water with our welling eyes. 079:04,020[A ]| Tears spring not still from spongy cowardice. <20> 079:04,021[A ]| The purer fountains from the rocks more steep 079:04,022[A ]| Distil and stony valour best doth weep. 079:04,023[A ]| Besides revenge, if often quenched in$4$ tears, 079:04,024[A ]| Hardens like$4$ steel and daily keener wears. 079:04,025[A ]| Great Buckingham, whose death doth freshly strike 079:04,026[A ]| Our memories, because to$4$ this so$5#1$ like$5$. 079:04,027[A ]| Before that$3$ in$4$ the eternal court he shone, 079:04,028[A ]| And here a favourite, there found a throne, 079:04,029[A ]| The fatal night before he hence did bleed, 079:04,030[A ]| Left to$4$ his princess this immortal seed, <30> 079:04,031[A ]| As the wise Chinese in$4$ the fertile womb 079:04,032[A ]| Of earth doth a more precious clay entomb, 079:04,033[A ]| Which$6#1$ dying, by$4$ his will$0$ he leaves consigned: 079:04,034[A ]| Till by$4$ mature delay of time refined 079:04,035[A ]| The crystal metal fit to$9$ be released 079:04,036[A ]| Is taken forth to$9$ crown each royal feast: 079:04,037[A ]| Such was the fate by$4$ which$6#1$ this posthume breathed, 079:04,038[A ]| Who$6#1$ scarcely seems begotten but bequeathed. 079:04,039[A ]| Never was any human plant that$6#1$ grew 079:04,040[A ]| More fair than this and acceptably new. <40> 079:04,041[A ]| It is truth that$3$ beauty doth most men dispraise: 079:04,042[A ]| Prudence and valour their esteem do raise. 079:04,043[A ]| But he that$6#1$ hath already these in$4$ store, 079:04,044[A ]| Can not be poorer sure for$4$ having more. 079:04,045[A ]| And his unimitable handsomeness 079:04,046[A ]| Made him indeed be more than man, not less. 079:04,047[A ]| We do but faintly God's resemblance bear 079:04,048[A ]| And like$4$ rough coins or careless mints appear: 079:04,049[A ]| But he of purpose made, did represent 079:04,050[A ]| In$4$ a rich medal every lineament. <50> 079:04,051[A ]| Lovely and admirable as he was, 079:04,052[A ]| Yet was his sword or armour all his glass. 079:04,053[A ]| Nor in$4$ his mistress' eyes that$6#2$ joy he took, 079:04,054[A ]| As in$4$ an enemy's himself to$9$ look. 079:04,055[A ]| I know how well he did, with what delight 079:04,056[A ]| Those serious imitations of fight. 079:04,057[A ]| Still in$4$ the trials of strong exercise 079:04,058[A ]| His was the first, and his the second prize. 079:04,059[A ]| Bright lady, thou that$6#1$ rulest from above 079:04,060[A ]| The last and greatest monarchy of love: <60> 079:04,061[A ]| Fair Richmond, hold thy brother or he goes. 079:04,062[A ]| Try if the jasmine of thy hand or rose 079:04,063[A ]| Of thy red lip can keep him always here. 079:04,064[A ]| For$3$ he loves danger and doth never fear. 079:04,065[A ]| Or may thy tears prevail with him to$9$ stay? 079:04,066[A ]| But he, resolved, breaks carelessly away. 079:04,067[A ]| Only one argument could now prolong 079:04,068[A ]| His stay and that$6#2$ most fair and so$5#1$ most strong: 079:04,069[A ]| The matchless Clora whose pure fires did warm 079:04,070[A ]| His soul and only could his passions charm. <70> 079:04,071[A ]| You might with much more reason go reprove 079:04,072[A ]| The amorous magnet which$6#1$ the north did love. 079:04,073[A ]| Or preach divorce, and say it is amiss 079:04,074[A ]| That$3$ with tall elms the twining vines should kiss, 079:04,075[A ]| Than chide two such so$5#1$ fit, so$5#1$ equal fair 079:04,076[A ]| That$3$ in$4$ the world they have no$2$ other pair, 079:04,077[A ]| Whom it might seem that$3$ heaven did create 079:04,078[A ]| To$9$ restore man unto his first estate. 079:04,079[A ]| Yet she for$4$ honour's tyrannous respect 079:04,080[A ]| Her own desires did, and his neglect. <80> 079:04,081[A ]| And like$4$ the modest plant at every touch 079:04,082[A ]| Shrunk in$4$ her leaves and feared it was too much. 079:04,083[A ]| But who$6#2$ can paint the torments and that$6#2$ pain 079:04,084[A ]| Which$6#1$ he professed and now she could not feign? 079:04,085[A ]| He like$4$ the sun but overcast and pale: 079:04,086[A ]| She like$4$ a rainbow, that$6#1$ before long must fail, 079:04,087[A ]| Whose roseal cheek where heaven itself did view 079:04,088[A ]| Begins to$9$ separate and dissolve to$4$ dew. 079:04,089[A ]| As last he leave obtains though sad and slow, 079:04,090[A ]| First of her and then of himself to$9$ go. <90> 079:04,091[A ]| How comely and how terrible he sits 079:04,092[A ]| At once, and war as well as love befits! 079:04,093[A ]| Ride where thou wilt and bold adventures find: 079:04,094[A ]| But all the ladies are got up$5$ behind. 079:04,095[A ]| Guard them, though not thyself: for$3$ in$4$ thy death 079:04,096[A ]| The eleven thousand virgins lose their breath. 079:04,097[A ]| So$3$ Hector issuing from the Trojan wall 079:04,098[A ]| The sad Iliads to$4$ the gods did call, 079:04,099[A ]| Whose hands displayed and with dishevelled hair, 079:04,100[A ]| That$3$ they the empire in$4$ his life would spare, <100> 079:04,101[A ]| While he secure through all the field doth spy 079:04,102[A ]| Achilles, for$4$ Achilles only cry. 079:04,103[A ]| Ah, ignorant that$3$ yet before night he must 079:04,104[A ]| Be drawn by$4$ him inglorious through the dust. 079:04,105[A ]| Such fell young Villiers in$4$ the cheerful heat 079:04,106[A ]| Of youth: his locks entangled all with sweat 079:04,107[A ]| And those eyes which$6#1$ the sentinel did keep 079:04,108[A ]| Of love, closed up$5$ in$4$ an eternal sleep. 079:04,109[A ]| While Venus of Adonis thinks no$2$ more 079:04,110[A ]| Slain by$4$ the harsh tusk of the savage boar. <110> 079:04,111[A ]| Hither she runs and hath him hurried far 079:04,112[A ]| Out of the noise and blood, and killing war: 079:04,113[A ]| Where in$4$ her gardens of sweet myrtle laid 079:04,114[A ]| She kisses him in$4$ the immortal shade. 079:04,115[A ]| Yet died he not revengeless: much he did 079:04,116[A ]| Before he could suffer. A whole pyramid 079:04,117[A ]| Of vulgar bodies he erected high: 079:04,118[A ]| Scorning without a sepulchre to$9$ die. 079:04,119[A ]| And with his steel which$6#1$ did whole troops divide 079:04,120[A ]| He cut his epitaph on$4$ either side. <120> 079:04,121[A ]| Till finding nothing to$4$ his courage fit 079:04,122[A ]| He rid up$5$ last to$4$ death and conquered it. 079:04,123[A ]| Such are the obsequies to$4$ Francis own: 079:04,124[A ]| He best the pomp of his own death hath shown. 079:04,125[A ]| And we hereafter to$4$ his honour will$1$ 079:04,126[A ]| Not write so$5#1$ many, but so$5#1$ many kill. 079:04,127[A ]| Till the whole army by$4$ just vengeance come 079:04,128[A ]| To$9$ be at once his trophy and his tomb. 079:04,000[' ]| 079:04,000[' ]| 079:04,000[' ]| 079:04,000[' ]|