Or tell mee, if a purer Virgin die,
Who shall hereafter write her Elegie?
25Poets be silent, let your numbers sleepe,
For he is gone that did all phansie keepe;
Time hath no Soule, but his exalted verse;
Which with amazements, we may now reherse.
In obitum venerabilis viri Iohannis Donne, sacræ
Theologiæ Doctoris, Ecclesiæ Cathedralis Divi Pauli,
nuper Decani; Illi honoris, tibi (multum mihi colende
Vir) observantiæ ergo Hæc ego.
C ONQUERAR? ignavoque sequar tua funera planctu?