Classic Poem

Of Crocus burying his money.

Great Alexander faire interd his horse,
Augustus to his parrat did the same;
Heliogabalus, balmd his sparrowe's corse.
And buried her with sermons in her fame.
 But those were Pagans; so might easily misse
The way of Christians through darke ignorance:
But Crocus buries coyne that currant is,
And laies it lowe that him it may aduance;
Indeede who builds aloft must found it low,
But this if found, him quite will ouerthrowe.
 Those kings inter'd the dead, but this selfe-theife
 Doth bury currant coyne, his owne reliefe.