Vpon the life and death of the most worthy, and thrise renowmed knight, Sir Phillip Sidney A Commemoration of his worthines, Contayning a briefe recapitulation, of his valiant vsage and death taken, in her Maiesties seruices of the warres in the Low-countries of Flaunders [by Angel Day] |
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 | Vpon the life and death of the most worthy, and thrise renowmed knight, Sir Phillip Sidney |  |
To the Right honorable, Sir Frauncis Walsingham Knight,
principall Secretary to her Maiestie, and of her highnes most honorable priuie Counsell.
Vpon the life and death of Sir Phillip Sidney Knight.
What
meanes this calme? why hang your bended browes?
what sad conceipt? whence sues this sodaine maze
UUhere are the drops? the sweet distilling dewes,
Of Ida fresh, whereon the Nimphes do gaze?
UUhere woons Thalia with her pleasant layes?
fine Erato in gladsome Ditties drest,
And faire Caliop', statelier then the rest.
what sad conceipt? whence sues this sodaine maze
UUhere are the drops? the sweet distilling dewes,
Of Ida fresh, whereon the Nimphes do gaze?
UUhere woons Thalia with her pleasant layes?
fine Erato in gladsome Ditties drest,
And faire Caliop', statelier then the rest.
UUhere be the sisters of the destinyes?
where Fate her selfe? where fierce vncerteine Chaunce?
UUhere are the bedlem broode of Casualties,
that erst (in losse) their standard did aduaunce?
UUhat is become of crooked dire Mischaunce?
All maz'd alike confuzed do ye rome?
Griefs griping t'one, and shame for t'others dome.
where Fate her selfe? where fierce vncerteine Chaunce?
UUhere are the bedlem broode of Casualties,
that erst (in losse) their standard did aduaunce?
UUhat is become of crooked dire Mischaunce?
All maz'd alike confuzed do ye rome?
Griefs griping t'one, and shame for t'others dome.
UUhat thinge alas that causeth all this grife?
whereon did dare, that Furie to presume?
UUas it on goods? or losse of priuate life?
Or fined course that Nature did resume?
UUherein proude Fate durst vaunt her highest plume,
No no alas, the hazard were but small:
To pinche at such as are at common call.
whereon did dare, that Furie to presume?
UUas it on goods? or losse of priuate life?
Or fined course that Nature did resume?
UUherein proude Fate durst vaunt her highest plume,
No no alas, the hazard were but small:
To pinche at such as are at common call.
UUhat was it then? what was? ye heauens do know,
It was the choice of all the powers deuine:
The influence self, where Uirtues erst did flowe,
The very worke of all the Muses nine:
The care of earth and skies, in one selfe twine,
The rarest Tipe of courtly gentlenes:
Adorned erst with stem of noblenes.
It was the choice of all the powers deuine:
The influence self, where Uirtues erst did flowe,
The very worke of all the Muses nine:
The rarest Tipe of courtly gentlenes:
Adorned erst with stem of noblenes.
Muse you that heare this wailefull dittie song?
Muse you to see, distressed how men plaine?
Muse you to thinke what hie despite and wrong,
Bellona deemes is tendered to her traine:
In reauing thus her glories chiefest gaine?
Her worthy Impe, her stately noble knight,
UUhereto it seem'd, that Fate had yet no right.
Muse you to see, distressed how men plaine?
Muse you to thinke what hie despite and wrong,
Bellona deemes is tendered to her traine:
In reauing thus her glories chiefest gaine?
Her worthy Impe, her stately noble knight,
UUhereto it seem'd, that Fate had yet no right.
Then turne your eyes, and view his couered hearse,
In mournefull weedes, see how the Nimphes are clad:
Disheueled how the rockes, with cries they pearse,
how Virtues selfe, is for her Iuell sad.
How Fortune bannes, and Impes for grief are mad,
And iudge you then, how rightly men may say:
Their somme of Ioyes, the Fates haue reft away.
In mournefull weedes, see how the Nimphes are clad:
Disheueled how the rockes, with cries they pearse,
how Virtues selfe, is for her Iuell sad.
How Fortune bannes, and Impes for grief are mad,
And iudge you then, how rightly men may say:
Their somme of Ioyes, the Fates haue reft away.
Archadia now, where is thy soueraigne guide,
who stately Penbrooke, erst did to thee knit,
UUhere be the notes, his skill did earst deuide,
In sondry meeters, wounde from finest wit.
UUhich he so well in couert shapes could fit.
where be the pipes, the deintiest shepheards sound:
That euer erst, within thy woods were found.
who stately Penbrooke, erst did to thee knit,
UUhere be the notes, his skill did earst deuide,
In sondry meeters, wounde from finest wit.
UUhich he so well in couert shapes could fit.
where be the pipes, the deintiest shepheards sound:
That euer erst, within thy woods were found.
Sugred Sidney, Sidney sweete it was,
That to thy soile, did giue the greatest fame:
UUhose honny dewes, that from his quil did passe,
with honny sweetes, aduaunst thy glorious name:
UUho ere thee knewe, that knewe thy soyle, to blame?
Far was it from the skill if any one,
To wade in thee, so far as he hath gone.
That to thy soile, did giue the greatest fame:
UUhose honny dewes, that from his quil did passe,
with honny sweetes, aduaunst thy glorious name:
UUho ere thee knewe, that knewe thy soyle, to blame?
Far was it from the skill if any one,
To wade in thee, so far as he hath gone.
And wilt thou Phebus therefore be so sad,
(For he is wrackt whom erst thou held'st so choice)
And from Pernassus shall no Nimphe be had,
That list in laude of him to straine her voice?
And you so queld as nere you may reioice?
Then Sacred Fame, do somewhat for thy knight:
To win thy loue that shed his bloud in fight.
(For he is wrackt whom erst thou held'st so choice)
And from Pernassus shall no Nimphe be had,
That list in laude of him to straine her voice?
And you so queld as nere you may reioice?
Then Sacred Fame, do somewhat for thy knight:
To win thy loue that shed his bloud in fight.
O see you not the Destinies selfe, with blame,
Of lofty skies, for such a rash pretence:
(To shred his life) already blush with shame,
And hide their heads for doing such offence.
As from the world to reaue such excellence,
And were it not (as erst ordeind before:
The heauens him hent) their heads should rue therefore.
Of lofty skies, for such a rash pretence:
(To shred his life) already blush with shame,
And hide their heads for doing such offence.
As from the world to reaue such excellence,
And were it not (as erst ordeind before:
The heauens him hent) their heads should rue therefore.
But mighty Powers, that swaye on earthly chaunge,
Haue knowlegde him vnfit for earthly moulde:
UUhence thus bereft vntimely hence to raunge,
By euer hasty hand of Parcas bould,
They haue (for this) permitted vncontrould.
They shroude their facts, in shewe of all the traine,
Of worthy wights that yet on earth remaine:
Haue knowlegde him vnfit for earthly moulde:
UUhence thus bereft vntimely hence to raunge,
By euer hasty hand of Parcas bould,
They haue (for this) permitted vncontrould.
They shroude their facts, in shewe of all the traine,
Of worthy wights that yet on earth remaine:
Can Chaunce, or Hap, or Fate, or what you list,
Be then of him (thus sayd) to worke their spight?
Can triumphes ought (to her that riu'd his twist)
Ensue hereof, to quenche your sweet delight?
Or may be deem'd to preiudice his right?
who matcht with vertues many mo then one:
Cannot lie dead though life be fled and gone.
Be then of him (thus sayd) to worke their spight?
Can triumphes ought (to her that riu'd his twist)
Ensue hereof, to quenche your sweet delight?
Or may be deem'd to preiudice his right?
who matcht with vertues many mo then one:
Cannot lie dead though life be fled and gone.
Iniurious death, yet needes I must appeale,
Cruell to vs, to him a cause of blis:
UUrong to our loue, wrong to the hidden zeale,
That in each minde by vertue planted is.
Most hainous wrong performed death in this:
To reaue world the loue, the choice of men
Of such a rare and far surpassing gem.
Cruell to vs, to him a cause of blis:
UUrong to our loue, wrong to the hidden zeale,
That in each minde by vertue planted is.
To reaue world the loue, the choice of men
Of such a rare and far surpassing gem.
Be pleased yet yee sacred sisters here,
On Sidneis Tombe your learned tunes to sing:
Of Lawrell fresh a wreath, set on his beere,
And let his praise within your ditties ring.
Let Fame resound, and whence your woes did spring,
Cease not eu'n there, whilest vital aire may stand,
To fill with laude of him the farthest land.
On Sidneis Tombe your learned tunes to sing:
Of Lawrell fresh a wreath, set on his beere,
And let his praise within your ditties ring.
Let Fame resound, and whence your woes did spring,
Cease not eu'n there, whilest vital aire may stand,
To fill with laude of him the farthest land.
And for my selfe (the least of others all,
That fauoured most, that lou'd, that honored eke:
And did with zeale admire what did befall,
To him by guift, of very natures beke.
In whom the Virtues all were not to seeke)
Haue vndertooke some matters to recount:
UUherein this knight, did once in life surmount.
That fauoured most, that lou'd, that honored eke:
And did with zeale admire what did befall,
To him by guift, of very natures beke.
In whom the Virtues all were not to seeke)
Haue vndertooke some matters to recount:
UUherein this knight, did once in life surmount.
Be ayding to my skillesse fainting pen,
That hardly dare presume of such a one:
To speake or write, whose vaine from other men,
So farre did stretche, and who to you alone,
(For rare perfection in his skill that shone)
UUas charye held, was knowne by knowledge farre,
UUith sweetest sound each others tunes to barre.
That hardly dare presume of such a one:
To speake or write, whose vaine from other men,
So farre did stretche, and who to you alone,
(For rare perfection in his skill that shone)
UUas charye held, was knowne by knowledge farre,
UUith sweetest sound each others tunes to barre.
And (so you list vouchsafe your good aspectes,)
I purpoz'd haue, by fauour of your traine:
Somewhat in brief, both of the large effects,
That life him gaue, and death in greatest paine:
Him made a Iem midst others to remaine,
To vtter forth, That all the world may know:
The precious soile, where deinties such did growe.
I purpoz'd haue, by fauour of your traine:
Somewhat in brief, both of the large effects,
That life him gaue, and death in greatest paine:
Him made a Iem midst others to remaine,
To vtter forth, That all the world may know:
The precious soile, where deinties such did growe.
UUith what one Uertue shall I then begin.
UUhere so great haunt of mightiest forces wrought.
UUhat shall I praise that was not likt in him?
whom Natures selfe first for a patterne sought:
And him indued with all that might be thought.
That by perfection of so sweete a ground,
The some of all the rest might more abound.
UUhere so great haunt of mightiest forces wrought.
UUhat shall I praise that was not likt in him?
whom Natures selfe first for a patterne sought:
And him indued with all that might be thought.
That by perfection of so sweete a ground,
The some of all the rest might more abound.
UUhat was it wit, or golden wisedomes lore,
Might deck his yeeres, and make him glorious shine?
He did surpasse. His like in few before
was euer knowne, so quicke, so neate, and fine,
So full of weight, with humours so diuine:
were all his wordes, his workes, and actions fraught,
As seem'd from skies a secret power had raught.
Might deck his yeeres, and make him glorious shine?
He did surpasse. His like in few before
was euer knowne, so quicke, so neate, and fine,
So full of weight, with humours so diuine:
were all his wordes, his workes, and actions fraught,
As seem'd from skies a secret power had raught.
If honoured seat it were that might him decke,
His birth was great, but virtues more exceld.
His hie discent remaind at Fortunes checke,
But honoured minde a greater force could weld,
whereon he sought with statelie reach to build.
That as he was by parents noblie borne,
His vertues might his outward shape adorne.
His birth was great, but virtues more exceld.
His hie discent remaind at Fortunes checke,
But honoured minde a greater force could weld,
whereon he sought with statelie reach to build.
That as he was by parents noblie borne,
His vertues might his outward shape adorne.
But if that valour may his deedes commend,
Thou mightie Manors knowest he was a Knight
And Knightlie could himselfe in armes defend:
Midst prease of Foes yclad in Armour bright,
UUhereof to thinke my sprites are daunted quite.
This one occasion t'was that bred the scathe,
UUhich (Pallas mou'd) with teares her Knight to bathe.
Thou mightie Manors knowest he was a Knight
And Knightlie could himselfe in armes defend:
Midst prease of Foes yclad in Armour bright,
UUhereof to thinke my sprites are daunted quite.
This one occasion t'was that bred the scathe,
UUhich (Pallas mou'd) with teares her Knight to bathe.
O would his prowesse at that instant howre,
Had not him preast so forward in the throng:
And Hector like (of Chiualrie the flowre)
He had not done his dearest soyle such wrong.
As to bereaue it of a force so strong,
who for his Princes cause and common good,
In dreadfull fight consum'd his dearest blood.
Had not him preast so forward in the throng:
And Hector like (of Chiualrie the flowre)
He had not done his dearest soyle such wrong.
who for his Princes cause and common good,
In dreadfull fight consum'd his dearest blood.
UUhich with what hart and zeale he offered then,
with what vndaunted recklesse force of ill:
His stoutest foes approu'd, and eke his men
whose ventured liues with him their blood did spill,
Haue witnest erst, and yet can witnesse still.
So manlie were his acts at all assaies,
And in his death so mightie was his praise.
with what vndaunted recklesse force of ill:
His stoutest foes approu'd, and eke his men
whose ventured liues with him their blood did spill,
Haue witnest erst, and yet can witnesse still.
So manlie were his acts at all assaies,
And in his death so mightie was his praise.
At Zutphen (thus the place deliuered was,)
In Gelderlaud encountring with his foe:
And of September ere the Month did passe,
Full xvii. daies, so long it was agoe:
UUith Horse and Launce, the number I not knoe.
A valiant charge he set vpon the traine,
By force whereof his Foes were prest amaine.
In Gelderlaud encountring with his foe:
And of September ere the Month did passe,
Full xvii. daies, so long it was agoe:
UUith Horse and Launce, the number I not knoe.
A valiant charge he set vpon the traine,
By force whereof his Foes were prest amaine.
And whilst in prease of mightiest Troupes he stood,
This worthie Knight Sir Phillip Sidney bold,
His Horse betrampled all in goarie blood:
At length was slaine, and vnder him lost hold,
UUhereby on foote reculing vncontrould.
Hee Horst againe renued a second charge,
And with fresh fight the skarmouch did inlarge.
This worthie Knight Sir Phillip Sidney bold,
His Horse betrampled all in goarie blood:
At length was slaine, and vnder him lost hold,
UUhereby on foote reculing vncontrould.
Hee Horst againe renued a second charge,
And with fresh fight the skarmouch did inlarge.
There long he fought whilst manie a man was slaine,
And making way, mongst thickest prease he goes:
And reckles here and there he kils a maine:
whilst deepe intrenched lay his secret Foes,
From out whereof a Musket shot arose.
And leuelling iust against the worthie knight,
Up to the thigh the Bullet turned quight.
And making way, mongst thickest prease he goes:
And reckles here and there he kils a maine:
whilst deepe intrenched lay his secret Foes,
From out whereof a Musket shot arose.
And leuelling iust against the worthie knight,
Up to the thigh the Bullet turned quight.
Yet fought he still, and ceast not all for this,
Till he with honour could himselfe retyre:
This skarmouch done, his wound perceiued is,
By search whereof it mortall did appeare:
what vaileth drops to [OMITTED] the flaming fire.
The fretting poyson [OMITTED] ward sore,
So pearst his heart, as die he must therefore.
Till he with honour could himselfe retyre:
This skarmouch done, his wound perceiued is,
By search whereof it mortall did appeare:
what vaileth drops to [OMITTED] the flaming fire.
The fretting poyson [OMITTED] ward sore,
So pearst his heart, as die he must therefore.
This Noble Knight not carelesse of his state,
Ne yet vnwitting of the brittle stay:
wherein we liue, and how by certaine fate,
Ech thing hath fine, and once must needes decay.
And as we rise, so must we fall away,
Not vnexpected gladlie fram'd his breath,
To climbe the skies and pay his due to death.
Ne yet vnwitting of the brittle stay:
wherein we liue, and how by certaine fate,
Ech thing hath fine, and once must needes decay.
And as we rise, so must we fall away,
Not vnexpected gladlie fram'd his breath,
To climbe the skies and pay his due to death.
And first (as nere before in all the course,
And common passage of this bloodie warre:
Hee did forget to feede on sweete remorse,
which humble soules expect from God a farr)
He sought to free his conscience cleane from iarr,
And as his vsage was in health before:
with feruent zeale his sinnes he did deplore.
And common passage of this bloodie warre:
Hee did forget to feede on sweete remorse,
which humble soules expect from God a farr)
He sought to free his conscience cleane from iarr,
And as his vsage was in health before:
with feruent zeale his sinnes he did deplore.
And fixing faith, firme hope, and speciall trust
In him, on whom our aide dependes alone:
He gladly mindes his corpes to be but dust,
Contemnes the world, and sighing to the throne,
Of him whose mercie saues eche faithfull one.
In latest pang he could receiue of death,
He cald on God, and so gaue vp his breath.
In him, on whom our aide dependes alone:
He gladly mindes his corpes to be but dust,
Contemnes the world, and sighing to the throne,
Of him whose mercie saues eche faithfull one.
In latest pang he could receiue of death,
He cald on God, and so gaue vp his breath.
Not vnremembred here I may let passe,
How in his death in deepest panges he had:
He not forgot that in his life he was
A faithfull friend of good, and to the bad
An earnest foe, by deepe discretion lad,
By skilfull sawes his brother there he told:
A perfect path his honor to vphold.
How in his death in deepest panges he had:
He not forgot that in his life he was
A faithfull friend of good, and to the bad
By skilfull sawes his brother there he told:
A perfect path his honor to vphold.
UUhat sage aduise, what C[OMITTED] wholesome speache,
what councels such, as ap[OMITTED]s scarce welde:
UUhat deepe instincts of high and lofty reache,
He then bequeth'd to him, and in the fielde.
How he him taught to stay on honors sheeld,
To minde his cause, his country, charge of men,
And thinke on God that would him prosper then.
what councels such, as ap[OMITTED]s scarce welde:
UUhat deepe instincts of high and lofty reache,
He then bequeth'd to him, and in the fielde.
How he him taught to stay on honors sheeld,
To minde his cause, his country, charge of men,
And thinke on God that would him prosper then.
Howe to his Souldiers he in life was found,
A carefull Chiefteine and a christian guide:
How oft his bountie did to them abound,
To salue such wants as they might not prouide.
From whose relief he neuer yet could slide,
But what distresse or wracke so euer came:
His purse and aide was prest to helpe the same.
A carefull Chiefteine and a christian guide:
How oft his bountie did to them abound,
To salue such wants as they might not prouide.
From whose relief he neuer yet could slide,
But what distresse or wracke so euer came:
His purse and aide was prest to helpe the same.
Can they but mourn, that then such one do mis,
Can we but waile, so few like him that finde.
Can Sidneis name whose soule doth liue in blisse,
Obscured lie. Whose bountie so did binde,
The heartes of all, to whome he was so kinde.
Nay Fame gainsaies (who rightly guerdons all)
That ere his deedes from minde of man should fall.
Can we but waile, so few like him that finde.
Can Sidneis name whose soule doth liue in blisse,
Obscured lie. Whose bountie so did binde,
The heartes of all, to whome he was so kinde.
Nay Fame gainsaies (who rightly guerdons all)
That ere his deedes from minde of man should fall.
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| Vpon the life and death of the most worthy, and thrise renowmed knight, Sir Phillip Sidney | |