Pembroke a Pearl that orient is of kind,
A Sidney right shall not in silence sit,
A gem more worth than all the gold of Ind,
For she enjoys the wise Minerva’s wit,
And sets to school our poets everywhere
That do pretende the laurel crown to wear.
The muses nine and eke the graces three
In Pembroke’s books and verses you may see.
She died in 1621, and her family raised no monument to her, but Ben Jonson wrote the famous epitaph:
Underneath this sable hearse