SR. THOMAS OVERBURY HIS EPITAPH.
"The Span of my daies measured, heare I rest
That is my body, but my Soule his Guest
Is hence assended whither neither Tyme
Nor Fayth nor Hope: but only Love can Clyme.
Wheare beinge nowe enlightned Shee doeth knowe
The trueth of all men argue of belowe.
Only this Dust doeth heare in pawne remaine,
That when the Worlde dissolves, Shee com againe.
THOMAS OVERBURY,