An Epitaph on the death of the right vertuous Lady Liegh

HEre dead shee lies; who while aliue she was,
was Graces Inne; Wits Home, and Vertues Rest:
Whose WORTH was of true Worthinesse a Masse:
yet well proportion'd for her humble Brest.

A Wise and Mother! as it's hard to say,
whose losse was great'st, her childrens, or her phoares:
To eyther wisely kinde; to each a stay;
that made one, loue; the other, loue and feare.

To her all-honour'd Sire, she was as deare,
as she was vertuous; which was as the bloud
In his Hearts Center; which to him is neare;
yet dearer held his flesh in one so good!

Who dide (as liue she did) in grace and peace,
more laden with good-deeds then idle-dayes:
Leauing her worth (for worthinesse increase)
for Wiues vnborne, to imitate and praise.

Who had at once, two Husbands; yet she liu'd
of Wisely truth a constant Paragon:
One Husband heauenly was; who hath depriu'd
the Earthly of her, for himselfe alone.
Yet, yer he had her, bought her with his Bloud:
But, with her, bought a World of Womanhood!

Then, maugre Time, & Death these Lines, tho weake,
May leade all Times all good of her to speake!

Here Muse, now close the Paper-tombes of these
Two vertuous Soules, and Bodyes; Aunt and Neece.
with this,
A good Name is better then a good Ointment: and the
day of death, then the day that one is borne. Eccles. 7.3.