Epigram. 5.

OLd Orpheus know a good wiues worth so well,
That when his dy'd, he followed her to hell,
And for her losse, at the Elizean Groue,
He did not onely Ghosts to pitty moue,
But the sad Poet breath'd his sighes so deepe;
'Tis said, the Diuels could not chuse but weepe.