“ Wouldst thou hear what man can say1
In a little ? Reader, stay.2
Underneath this stone doth lie3
As much beauty as could die ;4
Which in life did harbour give5
To more virtue than doth live.6
If at all she had a fault,7
Leave it buried in this vault.8
One name was Elizabeth,9
The other, let it sleep with death.10
Fitter where it died, to tell,11
Than that it lived at all. Farewell.”12