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A19973	Vpon the life and death of the most worthy, and thrise renowmed knight, Sir Phillip Sidney a commemoration of his worthines, contayning a briefe recapitulation, of his valiant vsage and death taken, in her Maiesties seruices of the warres in the Low-countries of Flaunders.	Day, Angel, fl. 1575-1595.	1586 (1586)	STC 6409; ESTC S105214	4,775	14

Vpon the life and death of the most worthy and thrise renowmed knight Sir PHILLIP SIDNEY A Commemoration of his worthines Contayning a briefe recapitulation of his valiant vsage and death taken in her Maiesties seruices of the warres in the Low-countries of Flaunders AT LONDON PRINTED BY RObert Walde-graue dwelling without Temple-bar ¶ To the Right honorable Sir Frauncis Walsingham Knight principall Secretary to her Maiestie and of her highnes most honorable prime Counsell PLeaseth your honour The reuerend account wherwith the curious regarders of whatsoeuer excelencie haue entertaigned euermore the deserts and honoured examples of suche as in their times haue approoued most worthy hath mooued me the most vnskilfull of a great manie but not the least in wel-wishing to adorne the funeralls of the most noble and worthye renowmed knight Sir Phillip Sidney with these slender meters Whose yong yeares continued with all manner of expectation of such honor as by due desert he long since acquired hath made the remembraunce of his death so much the more famous by how much the more honorablie he hath put forwarde the same in so laudable an action as wherein consisteth his loue seruice and obedience to God his Prince and his Countrie The argument hereof in zeal of his great Nobility valour worthines which vpon a sodain I haue penned more answerable to mine owne good intendment then to the weight of his excellencies I dedicate with all humility vnto your honour Beseeching that according to the wonted nobilitie of your mind it may please you to accept accompt thereof as proceeding from the simple store of suche a one who in al humble duty and reuerence gladly would bind himself to do your honor anie seruice And though the simplicity of the same is such as in no poynt maye chalenge vnto it selfe such honourable liking yet maye it please your honour to deem that the affection of him that writ it stoode in the highest degree of wel-doing and gladly if the continuance therof had bene of more value could haue submitted the same to your fauorable censure And that I maye not seeme ouer tedious in so briefe a discourse I humblie surcease herewith to detein your honour praying the eternall director of all your actions to haue the same euermore in his gracious protection Your H. most dutifully affected A. D. Vpon the life and death of Sir PHILLIP SIDNEY Knight What meanes this calme why hang your bended browes what sad conceipt whence sues this sodaine maze VVhere are the drops the sweet distilling dewes Of Ida fresh whereon the Nimphes do gaze VVhere woons Thalia with her pleasant layes fine Erato in gladsome Ditties drest And faire Caliop ' statelier then the rest Where be the sisters of the destinyes where Fate her selfe where fierce vncerteine Chaunce Where are the bedlem broode of Casualties that erst in losse their standard did aduaunce What is become of crooked dire Mischaunce All maz'd alike confuzed do ye rome Griefs griping t'one and shame for t'others dome VVhat thinge alas that causeth all this grife whereon did dare that Furie to presume VVas it on goods or losse of priuate life Or fined course that Nature did resume VVherein proude Fate durst vaunt her highest plume No no alas the hazard were but small To pinche at such as are at common call VVhat was it then what was ye heauens do know It was the choice of all the powers deuine The influence self where Virtues erst did flowe The very worke of all the Muses nine The care of earth and skies in one selfe twine The rarest Tipe of courtly gentlenes Adorned erst with stem of noblenes Muse you that heare this wailefull dittie song Muse you to see distressed how men plaine Muse you to thinke what hie despite and wrong Bellona deemes is tendered to her traine In reauing thus her glories chiefest gaine Her worthy Impe her stately noble knight VVhereto it seem'd that Fate had yet no right Then turne your eyes and view his couered hearse In mournefull weedes see how the Nimphes are clad Disheueled how the rockes with cries they pearse how Virtues selfe is for her Iuell sad Now Fortune bannes and Impes for grief are mad And iudge you then how rightly men may say Their somme of Ioyes the Fates haue reft away Archadia now where is thy soueraigne guide who stately Penbrooke erst did to thee knit VVhere be the notes his skill did earst deuide In sondry meeters wounde from finest wit VVhich he so well in couert shapes could fit where be the pipes the deintiest shepheards sound That euer erst within thy woods were found Sugred Sidney Sidney sweete it was That to thy soile did giue the greatest fame VVhose honny dewes that from his quil did passe with honny sweetes aduaunst thy glorious name Who ere thee knewe that knewe thy soyle to blame far was it from the skill if any one To wade in thee so far as he hath gone And wilt thou Phebus therefore be so sad For he is wrackt whom erst thou held'st so choice And from Pernasus shall no Nimphe be had That list in laude of him to straine her voice And you so queld as nere you may reioice Then Sacred Fame do somewhat for thy knight To win thy loue that shed his bloud in fight O see you not the Destinies selfe with blame Of lofty skies for such a rash pretence To shred his life already blush with shame And hide their heads for doing such offence As from the world to reaue such excellence And were it not as erst ordeind before The heauens him hent their heads should rue therefore But mighty Powers that swaye on earthly chaunge Haue knowlegde him vnfit for earthly moulde VVhence thus bereft vntimely hence to raunge By ouer hasty hand of Parcas bould They haue for this permitted vncontrould They shroude their faces in shewe of all the traine Of worthy wights that yet on earth remaine Can Chaunce or Hap or Fate or what you list Be then of him thus sayd to worke their spight Can triumphes ought to her that riu●d his twist Ensue hereof to quenche your sweet delight Or may be deem'd to preiudice his right who matcht with vertues many mo then one Cannot lie dead though life be fled and gone Iniurious death yet needes I must appeale Cruell to vs to him a cause of blis VVrong to our loue wrong to the hidden zeale That in each minde by vertue planted is Most hainous wrong performed death in this To reaue the world the loue the choice of men Of such a rare and far surpassing gem Be pleased yet yee sacred sisters here On Sidneis Tombe your learned tunes to sing Of Lawrell fresh a wreath set on his beere And let his praise within your ditties ring Let Fame resound and whence your woes did spring Cease not eu●n there whilest vital aire may stand To fill with laude of him the farthest land And for my selfe the least of others all That fauoured most

that lou'd that honored eke And did with zeale admire what did befall To him by guift of very natures beke In whom the Virtues all were not to seeke Haue vndertooke some matters to recount VVherein this knight did once in life surmount Be ayding to my skillesse fainting pen That hardly dare presume of such a one To speake on write whose vaine from other men So farre did stretche and who to you alone For rare perfection in his skill that shone VVas charye held was knowne by knowledge farre VVith sweetest sound each others tunes to barre And so you list vouchsafe your good aspectes I purpoz'd haue by fauour of your traine Some what in brief both of the large effects That life him gaue and death in greatest paine Him made a Iem midst others to remaine To vtter forth That all the world may know The precious soile where deinties such did growe With what one Vertue shall I then begin Where so great haunt of mightiest forces wrought What shall I praise that was not like in him whom Natures selfe first for a patterne sought And him indued with all that might be thought That by perfection of so sweete a ground The some of all the rest might more abound What was it wit or golden wisedomes lore Might deck his yeeres and make him glorions shine He did surpasse His like in few before was euer knowne so quicke so neate and fine So full of weight with humours so diuine were all his wordes his workes and actions fraught As seem'd from skies a secret power had raught If honoured seat it were that might him decke His birth was great but virtues more ex celo His hie discent remaind at Fortunes checke But honoured minde a greater force could weld whereon he sought with statelie reach to build That as he was by parents noblie borne His vertues might his outward shape adorne But if that valour may his deedes commend Thou mightie Manors knowest he was a Knight And Knightlie could himselfe in armes defend Midst prease of Foes yclad in Armour bright VVhereof to thinke my sprites are daunted quite This one occasion t'was that bred the scathe VVhich Pallas mou'd with teares her Knight to bathe O would his prowesse at that instant howre Had not him preast so forward in the throng And Hector like of Chiualrie the flowre He had not done his dearest soyle such wrong As to bereaue it of a force so strong who for his Princes cause and common good In dreadfull fight consum'd his dearest blood Which with what hart and zeale he offered then with what vndaunted recklesse force of ill His stoutest foes approu'd and eke his men whose ventured liues with him their blood did spill Haue witnest erst and yet can witnesse still So manlie were his acts at all assaies And in his death so mightie was his praise At Zutphen thus the place deliuered was In Gelderland encountring with his foe And of September ere the Month did passe Full rbii daies so long it was agoe With Horse and Launce the number I not knoe A valiant charge he set vpon the traine By force whereof his Foes were prest amaine And whilst in prease of mightiest Troupes he stood This worthie Knight Sir Phillip Sidney bold His Horse betrampled all in goarie blood At length was slaine and vnder him lost hold Whereby on foote reculing vncontrould Hee Horst againe renued a second charge And with fresh fight the skarmouch did inlarge There long he fought whilst manie a man was slaine And making way mongst thickest prease he goes And reckles here and there he kils a maine whilst deepe intrenched lay his secret Foes From out whereof a Dulket shot arose And leuelling iust against the worthie knight Up to the thigh the Bullet turned quight Yet fought he still and ceast not all for this Till he with honour could himselfe retyre This skarmouch done his wound perceiued is By search whereof it mortall did appeare what vaileth drops to 〈◊〉 the flaming fire The fretting poyson 〈…〉 ward fore So pearst his heart as die he must therefore This Noble Knight not carelesse of his state Ne yet vnwitting of the brittle stay wherein we liue and how by certaine fate Ech thing bath fine and once must needes decay And as we rise so must we fall away Not vnexpected gladlie fram'd his breath To climbe the skies and pay his due to death And first as nere before in all the course And common passage of this bloodie warre Hee did forget to feede on sweete remorse which humble soules expect from God a farr He sought to free his conscience cleane from iarr And as his vsage was in health before with seruent zeale his sinnes he did deplore And firing faith firme hope and speciall trust In him on whom our aide dependes alone He gladly mindes his corpes to be but dust Contemnes the world and sighing 〈◊〉 the throne Of him whose mercie saues eche faithfull one In latest pang he could receiue of death He cald on God and so gaue vp his breath Not vnremembred here I may let passe Now in his death in deepest panges he had He not forgot that in his life he was A faithfull friend of good and to the bad An earnest foe by deepe discretion lad By skilfull sawes his brother there he told A perfect path his honor to vphold VVhat sage aduise what C 〈…〉 lesome speache w●at councels such as a 〈…〉 scarce welde W●●● deepe instincts of high and lofty reache He then bequeth'd to him and in the fielde How he him taught to stay on honors sheeld To minde his cause his country charge of men And thinke on God that would him prosper then Howe to his Souldiers he in life was found A carefull Chiefteine and a christian guide How oft his bountie did to them abound To salue such wants as they might not prouide From whose relief he neuer yet could slide But what distresse or wracke so euer came His purse and aide was prest to helpe the same Can they but mourn that then such one do mis Can we but waile so few like him that finde Can Sidneis name whose soule doth liue in blisse Obscured lie Whose bountie so did binde The heartes of all to whome he was so kinde Nay Fame gainsaies who rightly guerdons all That ere his deedes from minde of man should fall FINIS * A book by him penned called the Countesses of Pēbrooks Archadia