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SIR WALTER RALEIGH'S LAMENTATION
14 When the sad morning came
I should die, I should die:
0 what a fright of shame: fild vp my bosome:
My heart did almost breake, when I heard people speake,
1 shold my ending make
as a vile traitor.
15 I thought my fortunes hard,
when I saw, when I saw In the faire pallace yard
a scaffold prepared: My loathed life to end: On which I did ascend, Hauing at all no friend
there to grant mercy.
16 Kneeling downe on my knee,
willingly, willingly, Prayed for his Maiestie1
long to continue: And for his Nobles all,2 With subiects great and small, Let this my wofull fall
be a fit warning.
17 And you that hither come
thus to see, thus to see My most vnhappy doome:
pittie my ending. A Christian true I die: Papistrie I defie, Nor neuer Atheist I
as is reported.
1 Text Maiustie. 2 Text has a period.