Which the will of heaven gives;
Be it safety for our lives,
Or a summons to the grave.
Theogenes.
Assuage your grief, and dry your tearful eyes,
Ye tender wives, and let it now be known
That we do feel your anguish in such wise,
That love within our hearts hath overflown.
Whether your pain to higher pitch shall rise,
Or else be lessened by our kindly tone,