Robert Devereux, 2nd Earl of Essex

“ Were fruitless, bootless, vain and yields but scorn.
I loved her whom all the world admir'd,
I was refused of her that can love none,
And my vain hopes, which far too high aspired
Are dead and buried and forever gone.
Forget my name, since you have scorned my love,
And woman-like, do not too late lament ”