Epitaph on Sir Thomas Nicolson Knight, An
An Epitaph on Sir Thomas Nicolson Knight a famous Civilian
Like to that Tower whose Light the Seamen guides
To shun the daingers of the Lybian Tides
Such was this Nicolson His Cuntries pride
A goulden Lampe of Heavnly fier beside
Hermes begot Him Pitho gave him pap
Whom Themis bore Apollo took in's lap
The First gave Him His wand, the Third a Hart
One Eloquence the Other Musicks Art
Justice and Retorike are silent made
Now the rod's falln and Phebus Lawrells fade
These spoyles like monumental Trophes were
Bequeath'd to Earth whilst He enricht the Sphere
Soe that the Gods these humane ashes turn
And by their Power innoble grave and urne.
Like to that Tower whose Light the Seamen guides
To shun the daingers of the Lybian Tides
Such was this Nicolson His Cuntries pride
A goulden Lampe of Heavnly fier beside
Hermes begot Him Pitho gave him pap
Whom Themis bore Apollo took in's lap
The First gave Him His wand, the Third a Hart
One Eloquence the Other Musicks Art
Justice and Retorike are silent made
Now the rod's falln and Phebus Lawrells fade
These spoyles like monumental Trophes were
Bequeath'd to Earth whilst He enricht the Sphere
Soe that the Gods these humane ashes turn
And by their Power innoble grave and urne.
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