%ISOlat1; %ISOlat2; %ISOnum; %ISOpub; ]> A memorable Epitaph, made vpon the lamentable complaint of the people of England, / for the death of the right honorable Sir Frauncis Walsingham Knight: principall Secretarie of Estate, Chauncel- / lor of her Maiesties Court for the Dutchy of Lankaster, and one of her highness most honorable priuie Councell. / Who deceassed at his house in London on the 7. day of Aprill last past. Anno. Dom. 1590. Nelson, Thomas University of California - Santa Barbara The Early Modern Center Director Patricia Fumerton 1590-1590 Early Modern Center, University of California Santa Barbara Santa Barbara, CA 04/30/2012 32407

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S121813 Who mournes not for the present losse that England dooth sustaine? / Who hath not cause this dolefull day, with teares for to complaine? Information in this section of the Source Description refers to the original ballad manuscript. 1: 18320 A memorable Epitaph, made vpon the lamentable complaint of the people of England, / for the death of the right honorable Sir Frauncis Walsingham Knight: principall Secretarie of Estate, Chauncel- / lor of her Maiesties Court for the Dutchy of Lankaster, and one of her highness most honorable priuie Councell. / Who deceassed at his house in London on the 7. day of Aprill last past. Anno. Dom. 1590. A memorable Epitaph, made vpon the lamentable complaint of the people of England, for the death of the right honorable Sir Frauncis Walsingham Knight: principall Secretarie of Estate, Chauncellor of her Maiesties Court for the Dutchy of Lankaster, and one of her highness most honorable priuie Councell. Who deceassed at his house in London on the 7. day of Aprill last past. Anno. Dom. 1590. A memorable Epitaph, made upon the lamentable complaint of the people of England, for the death of the right honorable Sir Francis Walsingham Knight: principal Secretary of Estate, Chancellor of her Majesty's Court for the Duchy of Lancaster, and one of her highness' most honorable privy council. Who deceased at his house in London on the 7. day of April last past. Anno. Dom. 1590. Nelson, Thomas 1590-1590 William Wright

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WHo mournes not for the present losse that England dooth sustaine? Who hath not cause this dolefull day, with teares for to complaine? And waile the greevous want of him, who was a speciall stay, And perfect piller to the state of England every way. I meane Sir Frauncis Walsingham, a Knight of great account, Whose wisedome in a Common wealth, most men did sure surmount. Of honorable place he was, beloved of Prince and Peeres, And founde most trustie to the state of England many yeeres. His life too great a losse, if Prince with gold might it redresse, His life so deere as none but may with blubbring teares confesse, That England by his death hath lost a jewell of such store, As in the service of his place, the like God sende us more. His want is great and greevous too, this no man can denie, When Prince and people waile his losse with many a weeping eye. The noble Lords of English soyle: and cheefe of Englands Peeres, Lament the death of this good Knight, and shedde forth trickling teares. The states of Scotland and of Fraunce, of Holland and the rest Of the united Provinces, with sorrow have erprest: Gone is the cheefe of worthie Knights in whom did wisedome flowe, Gone is Sir Frauncis Walsingham the scourge of Englands foe. Gone is the man that doubtlesse was a proppe to Englands state, Who pittied every strangers sute that came unto his gate. Gone is the Knight that carefull was, all sutes to ende with speede, As did pertaine to the releefe of those that stoode in neede. Gone is the man that watchfull was for safetie of this lande, To keepe the Queene and Realme in peace, and treason to withstande, Gone is the Knight that did rewarde all men of each degree, That traveld ought for Englands good, so good a Knight was hee. Gone is the man that carefull was our quiet to procure, For grave advise and counsell good, we found him firme and sure, The people to of English soyle lament with inward greefe, And say he was the cheefest stay and staffe of their releefe. They bid farewell unto this Knight who tendred each mans case, Founde free from briberie to his ende: fewe such will come in place. A perfect zeale to honour good in him did alwaie rest, And true Religion to advaunce his love hee still exprest. He hated all Idolatours and popish Traytors too, He rooted out such wicked weedes as much as he might doo. To sincere Preachers of Gods word, he was a speciall stay, And in his house he maintainde such, to preach Gods word each day. Deceite he banisht from his house, fraude lodgde not in his minde, The marks of true and Christian life, in him each one did finde.
His judgment stoode with justice still, where as his doome was sette, His will was still, each man he had, should pay his utmost debt. To prison he would none commit, but just cause he would see, And what he did was alwaies doone in perfect charitie. Which makes each man to wring his hands, & sighe with inward mone, And saith in anguish of theyr minde, Our cheefest stay is gone. Farewell Sir Frauncis Walsingham, that usurie sore didst hate, That still didst good to rich and poore that came unto thy gate. Farewell the comfort of the poore, that to them almes did give, Farewell the stay to Souldiers good, while he on earth did live. Farewell the comfort of the Court, and Londons dailie frend, Farewell to thee that for the poore thy Letters farre wouldst send. Farewell the sutor for the poore, that seldome let thee rest, Farewell the freend to fatherlesse and widdowes sore opprest. Farewell the care for Countries good, when Corne was prisde so hie, Farewell the Knight that succourdst those that then were like to die. Farewell and thousand times farewell thou good and worthy Knight, That in the cause of poore and rich, full many a wrong didst right. Farewell thou good and freendly Knight to Schollers poore and bare, Of Cambridge and of Oxford to, of whom thou hadst great care, Farewell all sutors say, he shewed himselfe most kinde, He courteously would take their plaints and tell them soone his mind. His Lady wailes, his Daughter weepes, his kins-folke sighing sits, His Servants waile and wring their hands as folke besides their wits. The rich doo misse him every day, the poore shall want him still, And many wish him now alive if that it were Gods will. But teares suffiseth not at all, let us assured stande, His soule is plaste in heaven with Christ, which sits on Gods right hand, He lived well, and well he died, he made a godly end, For to Almightie God his soule with zeale he did commend. God grant her highnesse still may have such carefull members store, That shee may live and raigne in peace, in England evermore. And graunt that his well governd life, a Loadstone still may be, To such as shall from time to time serve in such high degree. Graunt Lord that they may zealous be the Gospell to defend, And shunne for to be covetous, even till their lives doo end. Then shall her highnes live in joy, and England shall be free, From Turke, from Pope, from sword, from fire, and force of enemie.
FINIS. Tho. Nelson. Printed for William Wright.