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"Was ever eye did see that face;
Was never ear did hear that tongue;
Was never mind did mind his grace;
That ever thought the travail long:
  But eyes and ears and every thought,
  Were with his sweet perfections caught."

"O God! that such a worthy man,
In whom so rare deserts did reign;
Desired thus, must leave us then:
And we to wish for him in vain.
  O could the stars that bred that wit,
  In force no longer fixèd sit."

"Then being filled with learned dew,
The Muses willèd him to love:
That instrument can aptly show,
How finely our conceits will move.
  As Bacchus opes dissembled hearts,
  So Love sets out our better parts."

"Stella, a nymph within this wood,
Most rare, and rich of heavenly bliss;
The highest in his fancy stood,
And she could well demerit this.
  'Tis likely, they acquainted soon:
  He was a sun, and she a moon."