Thomas Overbury

The Authors Epitaph Written by Himselfe

The Span of my dayes measur’d, heere I rest,
That is, my body; but my soule, his guest,
Is hence ascended, whither, neither Time,
Nor Faith, nor Hope, but onely Loue can clime;
Where being now enlightned, She doth know
The Truth of all, men argue of below:
Onely this dust doth here in Pawne remaine,
That, when the world dissolues, she come againe.