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I like not tears in tune nor do I prize	A
His artificial grief that scans his eyes	A
Mine weep down pious beads but why should I	B
Confine them to the Muses' rosary	C
I am no poet here my pen's the spout	D
Where the rain water of my eyes runs out	D
In pity of that name whose fate we see	C
Thus copied out in grief's hydrography	E
The Muses are not mermaids though upon	F
His death the ocean might turn Helicon	F
The sea's too rough for verse who rhymes upon 't	D
With Xerxes strives to fetter th' Hellespont	D
My tears will keep no channel know no laws	G
To guide their streams but like the waves their cause	H
Run with disturbance till they swallow me	C
As a description of his misery	C
But can his spacious virtue find a grave	E
Within th' imposthum'd bubble of a wave	E
Whose learning if we sound we must confess	I
The sea but shallow and him bottomless	J
Could not the winds to countermand thy death	K
With their whole card of lungs redeem thy breath	K
Or some new island in thy rescue peep	L
To heave thy resurrection from the deep	L
That so the world might see thy safety wrought	D
With no less miracle than thyself was thought	D
The famous Stagirite who in his life	E
Had Nature as familiar as his wife	E
Bequeath'd his widow to survive with thee	C
Queen Dowager of all philosophy	C
An ominous legacy that did portend	D
Thy fate and predecessor's second end	D
Some have affirm'd that what on earth we find	D
The sea can parallel in shape and kind	D
Books arts and tongues were wanting but in thee	C
Neptune hath got an university	C
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We'll dive no more for pearls the hope to see	C
Thy sacred reliques of mortality	C
Shall welcome storms and make the seaman prize	A
His shipwreck now more than his merchandise	A
He shall embrace the waves and to thy tomb	M
As to a royaler exchange shall come	N
What can we now expect Water and fire	O
Both elements our ruin do conspire	O
And that dissolves us which doth us compound	D
One Vatican was burnt another drown'd	D
We of the gown our libraries must toss	P
To understand the greatness of our loss	P
Be pupils to our grief and so much grow	Q
In learning as our sorrows overflow	Q
When we have fill'd the rundlets of our eyes	A
We'll issue 't forth and vent such elegies	A
As that our tears shall seem the Irish Seas	A
We floating islands living Hebrides	A

John Cleveland

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