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Prothalamion.

Yet therein now doth lodge a noble Peer,
Great Englands glory and the Worlds wide wonder,
Whofe dreadfull name, late through all Spaine did thunder.
And Hercules two pillors standing neere,

Did make to quake and feare :

Faire branch of Honor, flower of Cheualrie,

That filleft England with thy triumphes fame,
Ioy have thou of thy noble victorie,

And endlesse happinesse of thine owne name
That promiseth the fame :

That through thy proweffe and victorious armes,
Thy country may be freed from forraine harmes :
And great Elifaes glorious name may ring
Through al the world, fil'd with thy wide Alarmes,
Which fome braue muse may sing

To ages following,

Vpon the Brydale day, which is not long :

Sweete Themmes runne foftly till I end my Song.

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•VIII:

ASTROPHEL, ETC.

1596.

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A Paftorall Elegie vpon

the death of the moft Noble and valorous Knight, Sir Philip Sidney.

Dedicated

To the most beautifull and vertuous Ladie, the Countelle

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