The Poetical Works of William Drummond of Hawthornden ::

Stay Passenger, see where enclosed lyes,
The Paragon of Princes, fairest Frame,
Time, Nature, Place, could show to mortal Eyes
In Worth, Wit, Vertue, Miracle to Fame:
At lest that Part the Earth of him could clame,
This Marble holds (hard like the Destinies)
For as to his braue Spirit, and glorious Name,
The One the World, the other fills the Skies.
Th' immortall Amaranthus, princely Rose,
Sad Violet, and that sweet Flowre that beares,
In Sangvine Spots the Tenor of our Woes,
Spred on this Stone, & wash it with thy Teares,
Then go and tell from Gades vnto Inde,
Thou saw where Earths Perfections were confinde.

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