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Sonnet. [i]

[Of mortall Glorie ô soone darkned Raye!]

Of mortall Glorie ô soone darkned Raye!
O posting Ioyes of Man! more swift than Winde,
O fond Desires! which wing'd with Fancies straye,
O traitrous Hopes! which doe our Iudgements blinde:
Loe, in a Flash that Light is gone away,
Which dazell did each Eye, Delight each Minde,
And with that Sunne (from whence it came) combinde,
Now makes more radiant Heauens eternall Day.
Let Beautie now be blubbred Cheekes with Teares,
Let widow'd Musicke only roare, and plaine,
Poore Vertue get thee Wings, and mount the Spheares,
And let thine only Name on Earth remaine.
Death hath thy Temple raz'd, Loues Empire foylde,
The World of Honour, Worth, and Sweetnesse spoylde.