His spirit’s gone unto his God;
We never more shall hear his tread,
Nor see the wen upon his head.
ON THE BELOVED PARTNER OF ROBERT KEMP.
She once was mine
But now, oh, Lord,
I her to Thee resign,
and remain your obedient, humble servant, Robert Kemp.
ON A MISER.
Here lies old Father Gripe, who never cried Jam satis;