Reason, the sun that gives them birth, the same
In either clime, though more illustrious there. 290
These choicely cull’d, and elegantly ranged, 291
Shall form a garland for Narcissa’s tomb;
And, peradventure, of no fading flowers.
Say on what themes shall puzzled choice descend?
“Th’ importance of contemplating the tomb;
Why men decline it; suicide’s foul birth;
The various kind of grief; the faults of age;
And Death’s dread character—invite my song.”