BYRD, William

Come to me grief for ever

Come to me grief for ever

Come to me tears day and night,

Come to me plaint, ah helpless,

Just grief, heart tears, plaint worthy,

 
Go from me dread to die now

Go from me care to live more,

Go from me joys all on earth,

Sidney, O Sidney is dead.

 
He whom the Court adorned,

He whom the country courtesied,

He who made happy his friends,

He that did good to all men.

 
Sidney, the hope of lands strange,

Sidney, the flower of England,

Sidney, the spirit heroic,

Sidney is dead, O dead.

 
Dead? no, no, but renowed

With the anointed one,

Honour on earth at his feet,

Bliss everlasting his seat.

 
Come to grief for ever

Come to me tears day and night,

Come to me plaint, ah helpless,

Just grief, heart tears, plaint worthy