A funerall elegy upon the most honored upon Earth, and now glorious in Heaven, His Excellency Robert Devereux Earl of Essex and Ewe Viscount Hereford, Lord Ferrers of Chartly Bourchier and Louvaine, late Generall of England. Mill, Henry. This text is an enriched version of the TCP digital transcription A89134 of text R210641 in the English Short Title Catalog (Thomason 669.f.10[95]). Textual changes and metadata enrichments aim at making the text more computationally tractable, easier to read, and suitable for network-based collaborative curation by amateur and professional end users from many walks of life. The text has been tokenized and linguistically annotated with MorphAdorner. The annotation includes standard spellings that support the display of a text in a standardized format that preserves archaic forms ('loveth', 'seekest'). Textual changes aim at restoring the text the author or stationer meant to publish. This text has not been fully proofread Approx. 2 KB of XML-encoded text transcribed from 1 1-bit group-IV TIFF page image. EarlyPrint Project Evanston,IL, Notre Dame, IN, St. Louis, MO 2017 A89134 Wing M2056 Thomason 669.f.10[95] ESTC R210641 99869419 99869419 162628 This keyboarded and encoded edition of the work described above is co-owned by the institutions providing financial support to the Early English Books Online Text Creation Partnership. This Phase I text is available for reuse, according to the terms of Creative Commons 0 1.0 Universal . The text can be copied, modified, distributed and performed, even for commercial purposes, all without asking permission. Early English books online. (EEBO-TCP ; phase 1, no. A89134) Transcribed from: (Early English Books Online ; image set 162628) Images scanned from microfilm: (Thomason Tracts ; 246:669f10[95]) A funerall elegy upon the most honored upon Earth, and now glorious in Heaven, His Excellency Robert Devereux Earl of Essex and Ewe Viscount Hereford, Lord Ferrers of Chartly Bourchier and Louvaine, late Generall of England. Mill, Henry. 1 sheet ([1] p.) Printed by John Macock for William Ley, and are to be sold at his shop at Pauls Chaine, London : 1646. In verse: "VVhat do our sighs and tears when Essex dyes,"... Annotation on Thomason copy: "Octob: 22th". Reproduction of the original in the British Library. eng Essex, Robert Devereux, -- Earl of, 1591-1646 -- Poetry. Elegiac poetry, English. A89134 R210641 (Thomason 669.f.10[95]). civilwar no A funerall elegy upon the most honored upon Earth, and now glorious in Heaven, His Excellency Robert Devereux Earl of Essex and Ewe, Viscoun Mill, Henry 1646 301 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 A This text has no known defects that were recorded as gap elements at the time of transcription. 2007-07 TCP Assigned for keying and markup 2007-07 Aptara Keyed and coded from ProQuest page images 2007-08 Mona Logarbo Sampled and proofread 2007-08 Mona Logarbo Text and markup reviewed and edited 2008-02 pfs Batch review (QC) and XML conversion A Funerall Elegy upon the most Honored upon Earth , and now glorious in Heaven , His Excellency Robert Devereux Earl of Essex and Ewe , Viscount Hereford , Lord Ferrers of Chartly Bourchier and Lovaine , late Generall of England . VVHat do our sighs and tears when Essex dyes , They are for him but petty Obsequies . For when such Heroe's use to fall a sleepe The drops of rain shew that the heavens weepe ; And those huge stormes , which since his death have fell Say that the world with very grief doth swell . As heavy breathings are thrown all about Puffing at what is left for what is out . What then do lines , why do the Muses try To groan out , not to speak thy Elegie ; And why does each prophane hand to thy hearse Presume to offer up a mourning verse ? Griefe makes men cry , and each Plebean head Doth scan his sighs with pains not scanteled : The more we see , the more we see our losse ; When all affaires are now upon the tosse . Thy birth was Noble , but thy vertue more , Which in the house of fame hath layd a store That will endure whilst that a pen can run , Or mortall threads of life by fate be spun : Thy theame will Volumes fill , and thy faire shade , Of making books will urge a constant trade : Sorrow strikes dum , in this we all are laid , I can say nothing , but I would have said . Henry Mill . LONDON Printed by John Macock for William Ley , and are to be sold at his shop at Pauls Chaine . 1646.