Church-monuments.

WHile that my soul repairs to her devotion,
Here I intombe my flesh, that it betimes
May take acquaintance of this heap of dust;
To which the blast of deaths incessant motion,
Fed with the exhalation of our crimes,
Drives all at last. Therefore I gladly trust

My bodie to this school, that it may learn
To spell his elements, and finde his birth
Written in dustie heraldrie and lines;
Which dissolution sure doth best discern,
Comparing dust with dust, and earth with earth.
These laugh at Ieat, and Marble put for signes,

…o sever the good fellowship of dust,
…nd spoil the meeting. What shall point out them,
…hen they shall bow, and kneel, and fall down flat
…o kisse those heaps, which now they have in trust?
…eare flesh, while I do pray, learn here thy stemme
…nd true descent; that when thou shalt grow fat,

…nd wanton in thy cravings, thou mayst know,
…hat flesh is but the glasse, which holds the dust
That measures all our time; which also shall
…e crumbled into dust. Mark here below
…ow tame these ashes are, how free from lust,
That thou mayst fit thy self against thy fall.