An Epitaph upon the Heart of Henry the Third, Late King of France and Poland

Whether thy choice or chance thee hither brings,
Stay, passenger, and wail the hap of kings.
This little stone a great king's heart doth hold,
That ruled the fickle French, and Polacks bold:
Whom with a mighty warlike host attended,
With traitorous knife, a cowled monster ended.
So frail are e'en the highest earthly things.
Go, passenger, and wail the hap of Kings!