An Epitaph Vpon Doctor Brooke.[75]

A Brooke, whose streame so great, so good, Was lov'd, was honour'd, as a flood: Whose bankes the Muses dwelt upon, More than their owne Helicon; Here at length, hath gladly found A quiet passage under ground; Meane while his loved bankes, now dry The Muses with their teares supply.