To see these lines writt for his epitaph.
THE COUNTRY LIFE[116].
Thrice and above blest (my souls halfe!) art thou
In thy though last yet better vowe,
Canst leave the Cyttye with exchange to see
The Country’s sweet simplicitie,
And to knowe and practise, with intent
To growe the sooner innocent,
By studdyinge to knowe vertue, and to ayme