His Unkle _Robert Dudley_ Earl of _Leicester_ (a man almost as much hated as his Nephew was loved) was sent over into the _Low-Countries_, with a well appointed Army, and large Commission, to defend the _United Provinces_ against the _Spanish_ Cruelty. Under him went Sir _Philip Sidney_, who had the Command of the cautionary Town of _Flushing_, and Castle of _Ramekius_, a Trust which he so faithfully discharged, that he turned the Envy of the _Dutch_ Townsmen into Affection and Admiration. Not long after, some Service was to be performed nigh _Zutphen_ in _Gueiderland_, where the _English_, through false intelligence, were mistaken in the strength of the Enemy. Sir _Philip_ is employed next to the Chief in that Expedition; which he so discharged, that it is questionable whether his Wisdom, Industry or Valour may challenge to it self the greatest praise of the Action. And now when the triumphant Lawrels were ready to Crown his Brows, the _English_ so near the Victory, that they touched it, ready to lay hold upon it, he was unfortunately shot in the Thigh, which is the Rendez-vouz of Nerves and Sinews, which caused a Feaver, that proved so mortal, that five and twenty days after he died of the same; the Night of whose Death was the Noon of his Age, and the exceeding Loss of Christendom. His Body was conveyed into _England_, and most honourably interred in the Church of St. _Paul_ in _London_; over which was fixed this Epitaph: _England_, _Netherland_, the Heavens, and the Arts, All Souldiers, and the World have made fix parts Of the Noble _Sidney_; for none will suppose That a small heap of Stones can _Sidney_ enclose: _England_ hath his Body, for she it bred; _Netherland_ his Blood, in her defence shed; The Heavens his Soul, the Arts his Fame; All Soldiers the Grief, the World his good Name. To recite the Commendations given him by several Authors, would of it self require a Volume; to rehearse some few not unpleasing to the Reader. The reverend _Cambden_ writes thus; This is that _Sidney_, whom, as God's will was, he should be therefore born into the world even to shew unto our Age a Sample of ancient Virtues. Doctor _Heylin_ in his _Cosmography_ calleth him, That gallant Gentleman of whom he cannot but make honourable mention. Mr. _Fuller_ in his _Worthies_ thus writes of him, His homebred Abilities perfected by Travel with foreign accomplishments, and a sweet Nature, set a gloss upon both. _Stow_ in his _Annals_, calleth him, a most valiant and towardly Gentleman. _Speed_ in his Chronicle, That worthy Gentleman in whom were compleat all Virtues and Valours that could be expected to reside in man: And Sir _Richard Baker_ gives him this Character, A man of so many excellent parts of Art and Nature, of Valour and Learning, of Wit and Magnanimity, that as he had equalled all those of former Ages, so the future will hardly be able to equal him.