ABSTRACT
In this thou imitat'st one rich, and wise, That sees his good deeds done before he dies; As he by works, thou by this work of fame, Hast well provided for thy living name. To trust to others' honourings is worth's crimeThy monument is rais'd in thy life-time; And 'tis most just; for every worthy man Is his own marble, and his merit can Cut him to any figure and express More art than Death's cathedral palaces, Where royal^ ashes keep their court. Thy note Be ever plainness, 'tis the richest coat: Thy epitaph only the title beWrite, 'Duchess', that will fetch a tear for thee, For who e'er saw this duchess live, and die, That could get off under a bleeding eye?
