The piteous river wept itself away
Long since (alas!) to such a swift decay;
That reach the map; and look
If you a river there can spy;
And for a river your mock’d eye
Will find a shallow brook.
Madagascar, with other Poems. 1638, p. 37. Printed 1637.
ANONYMOUS, ABOUT 1637
“An Elegie on the Death of that famous Writer and Actor, Mr. William Shakspeare.”