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Epitaph.
Here under lies a Sidney: And what then?
Dost think here lies but reliques of a man?
Know 'tis a Cabinet did once include,
Wit, Beauty, Sweetnesse, Court'sie, Fortitude.
Dost think here lies but reliques of a man?
Know 'tis a Cabinet did once include,
Wit, Beauty, Sweetnesse, Court'sie, Fortitude.
So let him rest to Memorie still deare,
Till his Redeemer in the Clouds appeare.
Mean while, accept his will, who meaning plain,
Doth neither write for Praise, nor hope of Gain.
And now your Tears and private Griefe forbeare,
To turne unto our Great and Publike Care.
Till his Redeemer in the Clouds appeare.
Mean while, accept his will, who meaning plain,
Doth neither write for Praise, nor hope of Gain.
And now your Tears and private Griefe forbeare,
To turne unto our Great and Publike Care.
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