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 | The Third Part of the Works of Mr. Abraham Cowley
Being his Six Book of Plants |  |
The EPITAPH in the Frontispiece of
this Book transcrib'd from the Author's
Tomb in WESTMINSTER-ABBEY,
attempted in English.
Here under lies
ABRAHAM COWLEY,
The Pindar, Horace, and the
Virgil
Of the English Nation.
WHile through the World thy Labors
shine
Bright as thy self, thou Bard divine,
Thou in thy Fame will live, and be
A Partner with Eternity.
Bright as thy self, thou Bard divine,
Thou in thy Fame will live, and be
A Partner with Eternity.
Here in soft Peace for ever rest,
(Soft as the Love that fill'd thy Breast:)
Let hoary Faith around thy Urn
And all the watchful Muses mourn.
(Soft as the Love that fill'd thy Breast:)
Let hoary Faith around thy Urn
And all the watchful Muses mourn.
For ever sacred be this Room,
May no rude Hand disturb thy Tomb;
Or sacrilegious Rage and Lust
Affront thy venerable Dust.
May no rude Hand disturb thy Tomb;
Or sacrilegious Rage and Lust
Affront thy venerable Dust.
Sweet COWLEY's Dust let none
profane;
Here may it undisturb'd remain:
Eternity not take, but give,
And make this Stone for ever live.
Here may it undisturb'd remain:
Eternity not take, but give,
And make this Stone for ever live.
| The Third Part of the Works of Mr. Abraham Cowley
Being his Six Book of Plants | |