Epicedium
.
A
Funerall
Oration
vpon
the
death
of
the
late
deceased
Princesse
,
(
of
famous
memory
)
Elizabeth
by
the
grace
of
God
Queene
of
England
,
France
and
Ireland
:
written
by
Infelice
Academico
Ignoto
.
IF
the
sighes
of
the
heart
were
conuerted
into
eloquence
of
the
tongue
(
as
in
the
instruments
of
breath
,
the
spirit
is
exchanged
into
soun'd
)
I
would
desire
(
right
worthy
Auditory
)
that
all
those
sighes
which
are
assembled
together
in
your
brests
,
might
be
centered
in
my
heart
:
to
the
ende
that
my
defect
of
eloquence
to
expresse
this
fatall
accident
,
might
be
supplyed
by
my
increased
sorrowes
,
so
happily
conuerted
into
discourse
.
But
since
this
my
conceited
desires
may
not
be
reduced
to
act
,
my
wish
were
that
this
floud
of
teares
,
that
makes
his
channell
through
our
eyes
,
might
like
a
riuer
of
fit
discourse
,
flow
from
out
my
lippes
;
to
the
ende
that
the
forecible
weight
of
the
same
being
inritched
by
these
supplyes
,
might
plant
amazement
in
your
eares
,
to
heare
the
flowing
eloquence
of
my
tongue
;
and
the
boundles
number
of
her
praises
.
But
why
spend
I
my
breath
in
wishes
?
or
to
what
end
fashion
I
my
desires
to
be
greater
then
my
power
?
since
your
reuerent
silence
that
attendeth
my
discourse
is
sufficient
to
giue
worth
to
the
weaknes
of
my
performance
,
and
her
vertues
worke
wonder
in
the
meanest
Orator
.
But
because
a
good
life
maketh
only
the
graue
happie
,
and
the
glory
that
is
deriued
to
after
ages
,
dependeth
on
the
actions
of
fore-passed
yeeres
:
Let
vs
discourse
a
while
on
that
Elizabethes
life
,
whose
death
wee
lament
with
such
hartie
complaints
.
She
was
borne
of
a
father
of
famous
memory
,
Henry
the
eight
,
deriued
from
a
mother
of
great
vertue
,
Anne
Bullem
;
and
descended
so
royallie
,
and
from
so
mightie
Princes
,
that
Europe
knew
not
her
equall
,
eyther
in
birth
,
bewtie
,
or
perfection
:
Greater
then
Alexander
she
was
,
for
the
world
which
he
subdued
by
force
,
she
conquered
by
loue
;
her
beautie
was
so
great
,
that
it
rather
was
enuied
then
equalled
;
beloued
then
praysed
,
admired
then
described
.
Her
power
so
great
that
whole
kingdomes
were
affrighted
at
her
name
,
and
many
rich
countries
made
happy
by
her
protection
;
her
learning
so
admirable
that
as
from
east
and
west
many
nations
resorted
to
Rome
:
not
for
any
wonder
they
expected
in
the
Cittie
,
but
onely
to
beholde
Liuy
:
So
many
from
all
parts
repayred
to
her
kingdome
,
where
eyther
they
were
inchaunted
with
beauty
,
amased
at
her
greatnes
,
enriched
by
her
bountie
,
confirmed
by
her
wisdome
,
or
confounded
in
their
Iudgments
.
Her
chastitie
so
great
,
that
the
question
is
whether
the
conquest
of
her
enemies
wrought
her
more
fame
,
or
the
continence
and
gouernement
shee
had
in
her selfe
,
more
merrit
:
In
a
word
,
she
enioyed
so
much
grace
,
as
all
the
graces
possessed
not
together
;
and
hee
that
had
the
grace
to
see
her
grace
accompted
it
his
happinesse
to
be
so
graced
.
The
desires
her
beauty
kindled
,
her
modesty
quenched
;
the
attempts
which
ambition
intended
,
her
constancie
ouercame
:
The
peace
which
al
kingdomes
affected
,
her
pollicy
effected
:
and
her
state
which
her
greatest
foes
enuied
,
her
wisdom
maintained
:
her
countrie
was
the
fostresse
of
banisht
men
:
the
sanctuary
of
the
distressed
:
the
harbour
of
the
wronged
,
the
enricher
of
her
allies
the
bane
of
her
enemies
:
in
aword
,
the
world
had
nothing
more
praise-worthie
in
it
,
then
that
it
knew
her
.
I
will
not
rip
vp
the
rare
perfections
of
her
youth
,
neither
her
fatall
daunger
before
her
comming
to
the
Crowne
,
nor
her
sundrie
good
fortunes
in
the
gouernment
of
her
kingdome
,
nor
the
continuance
of
her
peace
,
nor
the
prosperitie
of
her
warres
,
least
the
memorie
of
these
things
added
to
her
losse
,
should
make
our
sorrowes
stronger
then
our
sufferance
could
admit
of
.
But
for
my
owne
part
I
may
say
this
of
her
,
that
if
this
Soueraigne
Princesse
had
dyed
among
those
ancient
Thracians
,
who
wept
at
the
birth
of
their
children
,
and
sung
and
feasted
at
their
deaths
:
they
would
haue
changed
their
custome
,
and
bewayled
her
infinitely
.
For
by
her
death
,
alas
what
miserie
are
wee
not
acquainted
with
?
wee
lost
that
head
whereof
wee
bee
the
members
;
the
gouernesse
of
our
fortunes
and
felicitie
,
the
life
of
all
our
peace
,
the
death
of
all
our
ioy
.
Since
her
departure
,
Justice
scale
is
distempered
,
prudence
mirrour
is
dimmed
,
strength's
pillers
are
shaken
,
Temperance
vessell
is
emptied
the
Oliue
(
that
peace
bare
)
is
leaueles
,
the
oyle
of
mercy
is
wasted
,
liberalities
hands
are
closed
;
the
head
of
magnificence
droopeth
,
pittie
hath
hir
smiles
changed
,
the
lawes
are
silent
,
and
pardon
tongueles
.
Alas
what
should
I
say
?
if
Petrarch
knew
not
in
what
Sphere
of
Planets
to
lodge
his
Lawra
,
how
shold
I
guesse
in
what
order
of
Angels
I
should
plant
our
Elizabeth
?
dead
she
is
,
but
so
dead
as
she
is
pittied
by
death
himselfe
;
who
being
senceles
and
passionles
towards
all
other
creatures
,
yet
hath
afforded
her
this
priuiledge
,
to
liue
in
our
sorowes
.
And
to
giue
her
place
in
heauen
,
what
mortall
apprehension
dare
presume
▪
since
in
earth
our
best
hopes
are
wrapped
in
feare
and
trembling
,
and
no
man
can
beget
that
being
for
another
which
hee
cannot
assuredly
hope
for
himselfe
?
what
shee
was
whilst
shee
liued
,
wee
iudge
,
but
by
the
out-side
,
the
sence
must
informe
the
intellect
before
he
can
determine
:
what
she
is
,
for
the
earth
we
know
,
for
the
soule
we
leaue
it
with
the
Platonists
,
to
infinitie
;
wherein
,
God
that
knoweth
best
of
truth
can
informe
truth
.
When
Pelopidas
the
Theban
,
after
he
had
manfully
combated
against
Alexander
Pheraeus
,
was
vnfortunately
and
mortally
wounded
;
the
report
is
that
the
Thessalians
that
were
present
at
that
battell
,
neuer
laid
aside
their
armour
nor
drewe
the
reyne
from
their
horses
,
neither
tyed
vp
their
woundes
,
vntill
they
had
lamented
him
,
armed
and
heat
in
the
conflict
,
they
ranne
to
comfort
him
;
halfe
breathles
they
clipped
their
horses
manes
,
they
shaued
themselues
:
if
colde
made
them
chill
,
the
fier
of
their
zeale
would
not
suffer
them
to
kindle
fire
in
their
tents
:
their
sorowes
shut
vp
their
stomacks
from
receauing
meate
:
silence
and
mourning
possessed
the
whole
armie
.
And
they
that
had
gotten
a
victorie
ouer
fame
by
their
conquest
,
by
the
losse
of
their
generall
,
became
slaues
to
their
affections
;
when
the
Citties
heard
of
his
losse
,
the
magistrate
and
meane
men
,
the
Prince
and
Plebeian
came
out
to
meete
him
:
they
fixed
Crownes
on
his
Hearse
,
cast
flowers
on
his
coarse
,
&
stroue
how
to
honour
him
being
dead
,
that
had
so
faithfully
fought
for
them
in
life
:
yea
his
enemies
contended
with
the
conquerer
for
Funerall
,
thinking
it
a
blessing
to
enioy
his
bones
,
whose
valour
had
restrayned
their
ambition
.
If
for
Pelopidas
the
warriour
,
the
Greekes
were
so
passionate
,
what
should
wee
bee
in
the
losse
of
Elizabeth
our
peace-maker
and
Princesse
,
whose
perfections
are
entombed
in
her
enemies
teares
:
whose
losse
hath
made
the
mightie
weake
,
the
prudent
diffident
,
the
rich
suspitions
,
the
poore
amazed
,
and
all
sorts
hardes
?
Pelopidas
vertues
were
onely
the
obiects
of
Greece
,
Elizabeths
the
wonders
of
the
world
:
he
onely
a
subduer
of
a
Cittie
or
prouince
,
she
the
terrour
of
many
kingdomes
:
hee
onely
wonderfull
in
an
Angle
,
She
famous
in
the
worlds
fayre
Anglia
.
But
alas
,
why
talke
I
of
death
in
so
diuine
a
subiect
?
she
liues
as
yet
in
the
hartes
of
her
gratefull
subiects
,
because
they
might
not
dye
with
her
;
liuing
,
they
keepe
her
aliue
in
their
louing
hartes
,
the
memorie
of
her
death
in
their
teares
,
her
name
in
their
tongues
,
her
wordes
in
their
eares
,
her
liuely
Image
in
their
lasting
imaginations
:
her
mightines
in
her
is
an
admirable
miracle
,
where
nobilitie
in
the
vitious
is
a
grieuous
infamie
.
Heere
like
a
true
Ioseph
hath
she
lost
this
cloake
of
mortalitie
,
to
obtaine
an
immortall
Crowne
of
glorye
,
and
to
escape
the
embracements
of
the
lewde
worlde
.
How
happily
hath
she
cast
off
the
prison
of
her
mortalitie
?
how
happy
is
she
by
death
,
that
is
deliuered
from
the
troubles
of
life
?
The
enamoured
Thisbe
to
flye
from
the
iawes
of
a
hungrie
Lyonesse
,
cast
off
her
vayle
that
shadowed
her
shoulders
;
so
this
beloued
of
Christ
,
to
escape
that
Lyon
of
perdition
,
that
raging
wandreth
to
seeke
whom
he
may
deuour
,
hath
disburdened
her selfe
of
her
earthly
ornaments
,
hath
choakte
the
rauenous
enemie
of
mankinde
,
by
casting
her
earth
in
his
teeth
:
Happy
happy
Elizabeth
,
that
hath
forsaken
the
Babilon
of
this
world
,
to
obtaine
her
Countrie
the
heauenvly
Paradice
.
The
Moone
(
as
the
Philosophers
write
)
is
ecclipsed
by
the
shadow
of
the
earth
,
and
nothing
more
obscureth
the
soule
then
this
prison
of
the
bodye
.
Since
therfore
our
Elizabeth
hath
cast
off
her
earthly
vayle
to
get
a
heauenly
Priuiledge
;
let
vs
moderate
our
passions
by
imagining
her
felicitie
,
since
what
she
lost
was
not
in
her
possession
to
keep
;
and
what
she
hath
,
is
a
greater
purchase
then
coniecture
can
apprehend
.
The
generous
young
man
Crates
,
forsooke
his
possessions
to
buye
an
heritage
in
Philosophye
.
Diogines
left
his
Countrie
and
house
.
Democritus
lost
his
eyes
,
to
apprehend
knowledge
.
How
farre
better
a
match
hath
our
Soueraigne
made
,
that
for
her
possessions
in
earth
,
hath
got
the
Paradice
in
heauen
?
that
for
her
earthlye
prison
,
hath
attayned
a
heauenly
mantion
?
that
for
her
eyes
that
beheld
the
vanities
on
earth
,
hath
gotten
the
meanes
to
beholde
the
paradice
of
heauen
?
Plato
in
his
lawe
,
interdicted
the
vse
of
lamentation
in
Funerals
,
neither
thought
he
it
requisit
to
lament
publiquelie
,
or
conuey
the
Coarse
to
his
Tombe
with
teares
and
sorowfull
exclamations
,
because
(
as
the
Philosophers
say
)
teares
yeild
no
remedye
in
tribulation
.
But
had
Plato
liued
to
beholde
these
times
,
and
considered
the
blessings
we
possessed
whilste
she
liued
;
how
carefully
she
guided
the
helme
of
common-weale
,
and
faithfully
defenced
her
Countrye
from
nouations
;
how
prouidently
she
fore-stalled
the
audacious
designes
of
her
enemies
;
how
constannly
she
with-stood
her
greatest
dangers
;
he
would
doutles
haue
remitted
a
great
part
of
his
austeritie
,
and
saluted
her
Hearse
with
some
lamentable
Elegie
.
There
is
a
Lake
(
as
Aristotle
reporteth
)
neere
vnto
the
riuer
of
Eridanus
,
wherin
(
if
any
Poets
fiction
may
beare
credit
of
faith
)
proud
Phaeton
being
strooken
with
lightning
,
was
finally
drowned
.
The
water
of
this
Lake
is
in
qualitie
hot
,
in
odour
greeuous
,
fearfull
in
beholding
.
Heerof
no
creature
drinketh
,
but
he
dyeth
:
heer-ouer
no
bird
flyeth
,
but
he
is
drowned
.
Of
the
nature
of
this
riuer
,
is
her
losse
we
lament
for
:
The
proudest
enemie
that
beholdeth
it
is
drowned
in
confusion
:
The
teares
that
are
wept
on
it
,
blinde
the
eyes
with
their
scalding
.
The
odours
that
perfume
her
Hearse
,
are
of
the
nature
of
vapours
drawne
vp
by
the
Sun
,
which
ascend
in
fume
but
desend
in
shewers
.
He
that
beholdeth
this
Hearse
,
how
can
he
choose
but
feare
,
since
ouer
it
he
may
meditate
on
the
vncertainties
of
life
?
what
brutish
or
sauadge
nature
,
beholding
this
sight
and
feeding
his
eyes
on
her
Monument
,
but
will
dye
with
sorow
?
or
what
soule
houering
in
the
ayre
ouer
this
disconsolate
Hearse
,
dissolueth
not
into
teares
?
(
if
exempted
soules
may
be
subiect
to
passions
.
)
I
am
amazed
and
can
no
more
,
and
your
iudgements
shall
require
no
further
discourse
at
my
hands
:
the
reason
is
,
because
others
glories
may
be
expressed
in
words
and
writings
,
wheras
hers
cannot
be
aptly
described
but
in
wonder
and
silence
.
I
will
therfore
supply
with
my
teares
,
what
I
fayle
in
my
wordes
:
&
if
any
aske
why
I
end
so
abruptlye
:
let
the
Poet
answer
who
can
truly
iudge
of
passion
,
Curae
leues
loquntur
ingentes
stupent
.