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In reading is; but whilst you heare it read,
Suppose, before you, that you see her dead,
The walls about you hung with mournfull blacke,
And nothing of her funerall to lacke,
And when this period giues you leaue to pause,
Cast vp your eyes, and sigh for my applause.

Vpon the noble Lady ASTONS _departure for Spaine_

I many a time haue greatly marueil'd, why
Men say, their friends depart when as they die,
How well that word, a dying, doth expresse,
I did not know (I freely must confesse,)
Till her departure: for whose missed sight,
I am enforc'd this Elegy to write:
But since resistlesse fate will haue it so,
That she from hence must to _Iberia_ goe,
And my weak wishes can her not detaine,
I will of heauen in policy complaine, 10
That it so long her trauell should adiourne,
Hoping thereby to hasten her returne.
The witches Can those of _Norway_ for their wage procure,
of the By their blacke spells a winde that shall endure
Northerly Till from aboard the wished land men see,
legions sell And fetch the harbour, where they long to be,
windes to Can they by charmes doe this and cannot I
passengers. Who am the Priest of _Phoebus_, and so hie,
Sit in his fauour, winne the Poets god,
To send swift _Hermes_ with his snaky rod, 20
To _AEolus_ Caue, commanding him with care,
His prosperous winds, that he for her prepare,
And from that howre, wherein shee takes the seas,
Nature bring on the quiet _Halcion_ dayes,
And in that hower that bird begin her nest,
Nay at that very instant, that long rest
May seize on _Neptune_, who may still repose,
And let that bird nere till that hower disclose,
Wherein she landeth, and for all that space
Be not a wrinkle seene on _Thetis_ face, 30
Onely so much breath with a gentle gale,
As by the easy swelling of her saile,
The nearest May at *_Sebastians_ safely set her downe
Harbour of Where, with her goodnes she may blesse the towne.
_Spaine_. If heauen in iustice would haue plagu'd by thee