“Now rime, the son of rage, which art no kin to skill,
And endless grief, which deads my life, yet knows not how to kill,
Go seek that hapless tomb, which if ye hap to find,
Salute the stones that keep the bones that held so good a mind.”

— Fulke Greville, 1st Baron Brooke

"Elegy on Sir Philip Sidney" (1593).

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“Now rime, the son of rage, which art no kin to skill,And endless grief, which deads my life, yet knows not how to kill,Go seek that hapless tomb, which if ye hap to find,Salute the stones that keep the bones that held so good a mind.”

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“Now rime, the son of rage, which art no kin to skill,
And endless grief, which deads my life, yet knows not how to kill,
Go seek that hapless tomb, which if ye hap to find,
Salute the stones that keep the bones that held so good a mind.”