Thomas Flatman (1637 - 1688 / England)
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The Sad Day
O THE sad day!
When friends shall shake their heads, and say
Of miserable me--
'Hark, how he groans!
Look, how he pants for breath!
See how he struggles with the pangs of death!'
When they shall say of these dear eyes--
'How hollow, O how dim they be!
Mark how his breast doth rise and swell

I have an original copy of Flatman's poems dated 1686
Some details: printed for Benjamin Tooke at thge Ship in St Paul's Church-yard
Anyone want to discuss?