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Edward Farr, ed. Select Poetry of the Reign of Queen Elizabeth. 1845.

Lines from “Thameseidos”

LIV. E. W.

AYE, now I see that mourning followes mirth,

That sorrow driueth pleasure from the earth;

That happinesse doth not long time remaine,

But ere it is at full, begi’nes to waine;

That all in vaine man striues to keepe his state,

When dangerous stormes labour it to abate:

That vainely men doe boast of Fortune’s fauours,

Since like a weather-cocke shee alwayes wauers,

Threatening them most, and bringing soonest vnder

Those, at whose fortunes most the world did wonder.