Facetiae : Musarum deliciae, or, The Muses recreation, conteining ...

Epitaphs. 263And Coward-like, just when he was not well,With his own bodkin (pitiful to tell)He board a hole through him, that all his menAnd Prentises could not stitch up agen.1 6 1 . On his Mistris Death.Unjustly we complain of Fate,For shortning our unhappy dayes,When death doth nothing but translate,And print us in a better phrase.Yet who can chuse but weep ? not I :That beauty of such excellence,And more vertue than could dye,By deaths rude hand is vanished hence.Sleep blest creature in thine Urn,My sighs, my teares shall not awake thee,I but stay untillmy turn ;And then, O then ! I'l overtake thee.162. On Hobson the Carrier.If Constellations which in heaven are fixt,Give lifeby influence to bodies mixt,And every sign peculiar right doth claimeOf that to which itpropagates a name ;Then I conjure, Charles the great Northern starWhistled up Hobson for to drive his Car.He is not dead, but left his mansion here,Has left the Bull, and flitted to the Beare.