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Pleasant dialogues and dramma's

selected out of Lucian, Erasmus, Textor, Ovid, &c. ... By Tho. Heywood

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An Epitaph upon the death of Sir Philip Woodhouse Knight Baronet.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
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An Epitaph upon the death of Sir Philip Woodhouse Knight Baronet.

From valiant Iohn this Philip Woodhouse springs
Hee (of the Chamber to the greatest Kings
Henry the fift) who'at famous Agincourt
Woon that eternis'd Motto, Frappe fort,
Snatcht from a noble Frenchman, when by force
In the mid-field, he beat him from his horse,
And brought him prisoner, for which warlike deed,
(As Souldiers still deserve their valours meed)
All Heraldry hath to his Crest allow'd
A Hand and Club extended from a cloud.
This Iohn had issue Edward: Edward then
Thomas: and Thomas, Roger: He agen
Thomas, and Thomas, Roger, who was father
To this Sir Philip, Him, whose dust we gather,
To mixe with his brave Ancestors, the last
Of sixe successive Knights whose fates are cast;
Thus was he borne, thus lineally descended,
For whom this pious Sacred is commended.
Ag'd sixty one, Knighted in Spaine, and hee
Of Baronets in ranck the fortieth three,
By order and precedence, here now sleepes,
For whom this monumentall Marble weepes.
Reader, who e're thou beest, conceive this done
By the due office of a gratefull sonne.