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HENRY CONSTABLE

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1562?-1613?

110. On the Death of Sir Philip Sidney

GIVE pardon, blessèd soul, to my bold cries,

If they, importune, interrupt thy song,

Which now with joyful notes thou sing’st among

The angel-quiristers of th’ heavenly skies.

Give pardon eke, sweet soul, to my slow eyes,

That since I saw thee now it is so long,

And yet the tears that unto thee belong

To thee as yet they did not sacrifice.

I did not know that thou wert dead before;

I did not feel the grief I did sustain;

The greater stroke astonisheth the more;

Astonishment takes from us sense of pain;

I stood amazed when others’ tears begun,

And now begin to weep when they have done.