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Vpon the Lines and Life of the Famous Scenicke Poet, Maſter Wiluam SHAKESPEARE.
THoſe hands, which you ſo clapt, go now, and wring You Britanes braue; for done are Shakeſpeares dayes: His dayes are done, that made the dainty Playes, Which made the Globe of heau'n and earth to ring. Dry’de is that veine,drv'dis the Theſpin Spring, Turn'd all to teares, and Phœbus clouds his rayes : That corps, that coffin now beſticke thoſe bayes, Which crown'd him Poet firſt, then Poets King. If Tragedies might any Prologue haue, All thoſe he made, would ſcarſec make one to this: Where Fame, now that he gone is to the graue (Deaths pubiliquetyring-houſe,) the Nuncius is. For though his line of life went ſoone about, The life yet of his lines ſhall neuer out.
HVGH HOLLAND.
