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Eleg. 11.

Looke how the body of heavens greater light
Inriches each beholder with his bright
And glorious rayes, untill the envious West
Too greedy to enjoy so faire a guest,
Calls him to bed, where ravisht from our sight,
He leaves us to the solemne frownes of night;
Even so our Sun in his harmonious spheare
Enlightned every eye, rapt every eare,
Till in the earely sunset of his yeares
He dyde, and left us that survive, in teares;
And (like the Sun) in spight of death and fate,
He seemed greatest in his lowest state.