An Epitaph vpon the Death, of Sir Philip
Sidney, Knight; Lord-gouernour of Vlissing.

Hat England lost, that Learning lov'd, that euery mouth commended,

That fame did prayse, that Prince did rayse, that Countrey do defended,

Here lyes the man: lyke to the Swan, who knowing shee shall die,

Doeth tune her voice vnto the Spheares, and scornes Mortalitie.

Two worthie Earls his vncles were; a Lady was his Mother;

A Knight his father; and himselfe a noble Countesse Brother.

Belov'd, bewaild; aliue, now dead; of all, with Teares for euer;

Here lyes Sir Philip Sidneis Corps, whom cruell Death did seuer,