Wake, sorrow, wake

Wake, sorrow, wake! sith she is fall'n asleep,

Asleep in death, who was entombed in life.

Eyes weep out sight or see but still to weep,

And weep for loss of a most constant wife

Who now is dead. Ay me! ay me! she's dead.

Then mind we still her name with hearts of lead.

Arabella. farewell! Farewell, dear widow wife!

Fare well in death that faredst so ill in life!

Sole paragon for grace and princely parts,

Thy vault still keeps our thoughts, thy chest our hearts.