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If with his fathers he had fallen asleep, / Far different would have been this drear lyke-wake.
Lonely and lampless lies he, for whose sake / Many might well a night-long vigil keep, / And, though we have not time nor heart to weep, / Yet fain would we some slight observance make, / E'er sad to-morrow's earliest dawn shall break / When he must lie yet darker and more deep.