Internet Shakespeare Editions

Author: William Shakespeare
Not Peer Reviewed

Prefatory Materials (Folio 3, 1664)


An EPITAPH

On the admirable Dramatick Poet,

WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE.

WHat need my Shakespeare for his honour'd
bones,
The labour of an Age, in piled stones,
Or that his hallow'd Reliques should be hid
Under a Starre-y pointing Pyramid?
Dear Son of Memory, great Heir of Fame,
VVhat need'st thou such dull witnesse of thy
Name?
Thou in our wonder and astonishment
Hast built thy self a lasting Monument.
For whil'st to th' shame of slow-endeavouring
Art
Thy easie numbers flow, and that each part,
Hath from the leaves of thy unvalued Book,
Those Delphick Lines with deep Impression
took
Then thou our fancy of her self bereaving,
Dost make us Marble with too much con-
ceiving,
And so Sepulcher'd in such pomp dost lie,
That Kings for such a Tomb would wish to die