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 For PHOEBUS' gladsome rays were wishèd for in vain, And with her quivering light LATONA's daughter fair; And Charles' Wain eke refused to be the shipman's guide. On Neptune, war was made by ÆOLUS and his train. Who letting loose the winds, tost and tormented th'air, So that on every coast, men shipwreck did abide, Or else were swallowed up in open sea with waves: And such as came to shore were beaten with despair. The Medway's silver streams that wont so still to slide, Were troubled now and wroth; whose hidden hollow caves Along his banks, with fog then shrouded from man's eye, Aye "PHILIP" did resound, aye "PHILIP" they did cry. His nymphs were seen no more, though custom still it craves, With hair spread to the wind, themselves to bathe or sport; Or with the hook or net, barefooted wantonly The pleasant dainty fish to entangle or deceive. The shepherds left their wonted places of resort, Their bagpipes now were still, their lovely merry lays Were quite forgot; and now their flocks, men might perceive To wander and to stray, all carelessly neglect: And in the stead of mirth and pleasure, nights and days Nought else was to be heard, but woes, complaints and moan. But thou, O blessèd soul! dost haply not respect These tears we shed, though full of loving pure affect; Having affixt thine eyes on that most glorious throne,