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Hexastichon Bibliopolae.[1]
I see in his last preach’d and printed book,
His picture in a sheet; in Paul’s I look,
And see his statue in a sheet of stone,
And sure his boty in the grave hath one;
Those sheets present him dead; these if you buy,
You have him living to eternity.
His picture in a sheet; in Paul’s I look,
And see his statue in a sheet of stone,
And sure his boty in the grave hath one;
Those sheets present him dead; these if you buy,
You have him living to eternity.
Jo. Mar[riot].
Hexastichon ad Bibliopolam.
Incerti.[2]
In thy impression of Donne’s poems rare,
For his eternity thou hast ta’en care:
’Twas well, and pious; and for ever may
He live; yet show I thee a better way;
Print but his sermons, and if those we buy,
He, we, and thou shall live t’ eternity.
For his eternity thou hast ta’en care:
’Twas well, and pious; and for ever may
He live; yet show I thee a better way;
Print but his sermons, and if those we buy,
He, we, and thou shall live t’ eternity.
