Wouldst thou hear what man can say br In a little? Reader, stay. br Underneath this stone doth lie br As much beauty as could die; br Which in life did harbor give br To more virtue than doth live. br br If at all she had a fault, br Leave it buried in this vault. br One name was Elizabeth, br Th' other let it sleep with death; br Fitter, where it died to tell, br Than that it lived at all. Farewell.