In Parting, Forbidding Mourning

As virtuous folk pass mildly away,
And call out for all souls to go,
Whilst part of this soul's family do say,
His last gasp is now, but crowds say, No;

So liquify, but fall no sound,
No sobbing, nor sigh-storms to cloy;
Call it profanation of all saints
To show this laity our joy.

Motion of our stars brings harms and doubts,
All minds on what signs signify;
But horror at this zodiac,
Though mighty, will not magnify.

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