William Stanley Braithwaite, ed. The Book of Elizabethan Verse. 1907.
Three Epitaphs upon the Death of a Rare Child of Six Years OldFrancis Davison (1575?1619?)
Nature’s pride, the Graces’ treasure,
Virtue’s hope, his friends’ sole pleasure,
This small marble stone lies under;
Which is often moist with tears
For such loss in such young years.
Lovely boy! thou art not dead,
But from earth to heaven fled;
For base earth was far unfit
For thy beauty, grace, and wit.
Thou alive on earth, sweet boy
Hadst an angel’s wit and face;
And now dead thou dost enjoy,
In high Heaven, an angel’s place.