Lachrymæ musarum The tears of the muses : exprest in elegies / written by divers persons of nobility and worth upon the death of the most hopefull, Henry Lord Hastings ... ; collected and set forth by R.B.

ON HENRY Lord HASTINGS.

THree Loyal HENRIES, sprung from Huntingdon, We saw alive: the First and Last are gone, Bright Saints to Heaven, above all Fanci'd Spheres, To meet their Soveraign in That House of Peers: The Third, Gods hand by Wonder hath preserv'd, In whom their Honour Trebly is reserv'd. So Sybils Books consum'd; the Last, contains Their precious Truths, and Treble Value gains. Howe'er, we sadly mourn his Nephew's Fate Makes Widow'd England still more desolate. Oh, never Such a Son to Parents mind; oh, never Subject Loyaller inclin'd; Oh, none more Pious, none more Man, so soon; Ripe for his Set, ere rais'd to half his Noon. That mightier hand, that stopp'd the mighty Sun, Can th'row his Circle, sooner, make him run. A varied Fever had surpriz'd his Head, And Death ensu'd, when Royal Blood he bled.

Bodies live not, when Head and Heart decays, Where all their Veins are right Basilica's. The Fountain dri'd, how should the Chanel run? Goodnight to Stars, when Darkned is the Sun.

Thus Royal, Loyal, Learn'd, Lov'd Hastings lies; All Good mens Loss; to Saints, a glorious Prize.

THO. PESTELLUS, filius.