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 "Was ever eye did see that 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."

"O God! that such a worthy man, In whom so rare deserts did reign; Desired thus, must leave us then: And we to wish for him in vain. O could the stars that bred that wit,  In force no longer fixèd sit."

"Then being filled with learned dew, The Muses willèd him to love: That instrument can aptly show, How finely our conceits will move. As Bacchus opes dissembled hearts,  So Love sets out our better parts."

"Stella, a nymph within this wood, Most rare, and rich of heavenly bliss; The highest in his fancy stood, And she could well demerit this. 'Tis likely, they acquainted soon:  He was a sun, and she a moon."