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{{ppoem|start=follow|" Till sue was content to quit " Her favour for her favourite, " Whose, gold thread when she saw spun, " And the death of her brave son, " Thought it safest to retire " From ail euro and vain desire " To a private country cell ; " Where she spent her days so well1, " That to her the better sort " And the poor that lived near, " Death nor famine could not fear: " Whilst she liv'd, she lived thus, " Till that Gon, displeas'd with us, " Suffer'd her at las; to fall, " Not from Him, but from us all; " And she took delight " Christ's poor members to invite. " He fully new requites her love, " And sent his angels above, " That did to heav'n her soul covey, " To solemnize his own birth-day."
The moment of Ambrose Dudley Earl of Warwiwick, comes next, bearing on its table top the figure of the nobleman clad in armour; shields and achievements finely cut adorn this tomb. Another, to the memory of the noble impe Robert of Dudley, as the inscription says, stands on the south side of the chapel; he was the young son of Robert Dudley Earl of Leicester.—After this rich regale of old English sculpture, it would be ungrateful to
