Farewell Happy Fields, Where Joy Forever Dwells:

Where All Life Dies Death Lives.

O When Meet Now Such Pairs, In Love And Mutual Honour Joined?

Ornate Rhetorick Taught Out Of The Rule Of Plato.... To Which Poetry Would Be Made Subsequent, Or Indeed Rather Precedent, As Being Less Suttle And Fine, But More Simple, Sensuous, And Passionate.

Have Hung My Dank And Dropping Weeds To The Stern God Of Sea.

Forget Thyself To Marble.