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Notes. This cryptic poem twists on the final half-line, which punctures the official mourning for Cecil’s death. In its only known source, a single manuscript sheet, it is transcribed along with three more straightforward libels.
Heere lyeth our great Lord Treasorer of late
Deere to his Countrye deere to his Kinge:
Quietus est1 in Heaven we may conceyte,
All things being justly weighed but no such thing:
His friends say most unworthy he doth dye
5of this one age, they say so, soe saye I
though they lye
Source. NCRO MS IL 4304
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1 Quietus est: “he is quit”; legal term, typically used to mark the settling of accounts. <back>