Classic Poem

Stay, passenger, see where enclosed lyes
The paragon of princes, fairest frame
Time, nature, place, could show to mortal eyes,
In worth, wit, vertue, miracle to fame:
At lest that part the earth of him could clame
This marble holds, hard like the Destinies;
For as to his braue spirit and glorious name,
The one the world, the other fills the skies.
Th' immortall amaranthus, princely rose,
Sad violet, and that sweet flowre that beares
In sangvine spots the tenor of our woes,
Spred on this stone, and wash it with thy teares:
Then go and tell, from Gades vnto Inde,
Thou saw where earth's perfections were confinde.