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An Elegie, on the death of his right worshipfull Master, Sir Thomas Beaumont Knight, of Stroughton in Leicestershire.

Weepe, mine eyes salt teares, due honour giue,
With sighs deplore my griefe and mourning state,
Since he is dead by whom I still doe liue:
Beaumont is dead,
O cursed cruell fate, alas, Beaumont farewell, the earth doth sweetly sleepe,
To hold thy Corps, though heau'n thy soule doth keepe.
Here endeth the songs of fiue parts.