And I, the whilest you mourne for his decease, Will with my mourning plaints your plaint increase.

In case she be constrained to abide In prease of company, she scarcely may Her trembling voice restrain it be not spy'd, From careful plaints her sorrows to bewray.

Therewith shee wayled with exceeding woe, 295 And pitious lamentation did make; And all her sisters, seeing her doo soe, With equall plaints her sorrowe did partake.