Since time, and his predestinated end
Abridged the circuit of his hopeful days
Whiles both his youth and virtue did intend
The good endeavors of deserving praise
What memorable monument can last
Whereon to build his never-blemished name
But his own worth, wherein his life was graced
Sith as that ever he maintained the same?
Oblivion in the darkest day to come
When sin shall tread on merit in the dust
Cannot rase out the lamentable tomb
Of his short-lived deserts; but still they must
Even in the hearts and memories of men
Claim fit respect, that they, in every limb
Remembering what he was, with comfort then
May pattern out one truly good, by him
For he was truly good, if honest care
Of harmless conversation may commend
