Nunc humilem jactat Terra superba virum.
Sed Coelum metitur adhuc resupinus in urnæ
Vertitur in solitos palpebra clausa polos.
Huic busto invigilant solenni lampade Musaæ
Perpetuo nubes imbre sepulchra rigant.
Ille oculis movit distantia Sidera nostris,
Illam amota oculis traxit ad astra Deus."
An Elegy upon the Death of William Lilly, the Astrologer.
Our Prophet's gone; no longer may our ears
Be charm'd with musick of th' harmonious spheres.