On Prince Henry's Death To Prince Charles

Admired Phaenix springing up apace
From the ashes of another Phaenix' bones,
Which too too courteous yielded thee his place,
Lest earth were burden'd with two birds at once
Of that rare kind which love to live alone,
Whose only offence is to be but one.
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