Written with tears for his beloved little girl by Jan Kochanowski, her hapless father.
Thou art no more, my Ursula.
Lament I
Come, Heraclitus2 and Simonides3,
Come with your weeping and sad elegies:
Ye griefs and sorrows, come from all the lands
Wherein ye sigh and wail and wring your hands:
Gather ye here within my house today
And help me mourn my sweet, whom in her May
Ungodly Death hath ta’en to his estate,