Edward Farr, ed. Select Poetry of the Reign of Queen Elizabeth. 1845.
The Author to His Disconsolate BrotherLVII. Richard Brathwaite
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Which yields some relish to your discontent;
Ayme your affections at Heaven’s glorious scope,
Which showres downe comfort, when all comfort’s spent:
Then rest secure; that Power which you adore
Will make your joyes more full than ere before.
Make you suspect the sunne will never shine;
That ill which now seems ill, may once prove good:
Time betters that which was depravde by time.
Thus let my prayers, your teares, concord in one,
To reape heav’n’s comforts, when earth’s comfort’s gone.