Sleep sleep old Sun, thou canst not have repast 
As yet, the wound thou took' st on friday last; 
Sleepe then, and rest; The world may beare thy stay, 
A better Sun rose before thee to day, 
Who, not content to'enlighted all that dwell 
On the earths face, as thou, enlightned hell 
And made the darke fires languish in that vale, 
As, at thy presence here, our fires grow pale, 
Whose body having walk'd on earth, and now 
Hasting to Heaven, would, that he might allow 
Himselfe unto all stations, and fill all, 
For these three daies become a minerall; 
Hee was all gold when he lay downe, but rose 
All tincture, and doth not alone dispose 
Leaden and iron wills to good, but is 
Of power to Make even sinfull flesh like his. 
Had one of those, whose credulous pietie 
Thought, that a Soule one might descerne and see 
Goe from a body,'at this sepulcher been, 
And, issuing from the sheet, this body seen, 
He would have justly thought this body a soule, 
If not of any man, Yet of the whole. 
Desunt ccetera