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 This testimony M. ROYDON repeats in another form—

"The Muses met him every day; That taught him sing, to write, and say."

"When he descended down the mount, His personage seemed most divine; A thousand graces one might count Upon his lovely cheerful eyen: To hear him speak, and sweetly smile;  You were in Paradise the while."

"A sweet attractive kind of grace; A full assurance given by looks; Continual comfort in a face, The lineaments of Gospel books. I trow that countenance cannot lie,  Whose thoughts are legible in the eye."

"Was ever eye did see such 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,"

Can we wonder, then, as stated at p. 294—

Young sighs, sweet sighs, sage sighs, bewailed his fall.