Classic Poem

Reader , stay, and read a truth:
Here lies Hopton, goodness, youth.
Drop a tear, and let it be
True as thou would'st wish for thee;
Shed one more, thou best of souls;
Those two tears shall be new poles:
By the first we'll sail and find
Those lost jewels of his mind;
By the latter we will swim
Back again, and sleep with him.