Nay Then, Let The Devil Wear Black,

No Evil Lost Is Wailed When It Is Gone.

These Signs Have Marked Me Extraordinary, And All The Courses Of My Life Do Show I Am Not In The Roll Of Common Men.

There's Hope A Great Man's Memory May Outlive His Life Half A Year.

Remember Thee! Ay, Thou Poor Ghost, While Memory Holds A Seat In This Distracted Globe.

Alas, Their Love May Be Call'd Appetite. No Motion Of The Liver, But The Palate