Underneath this marble stone,
Lie two beauties joyn'd in one.
Two whose loves, death could not sever,
For both liv'd, both dy'd together.
Two whose soules, being too divine
For earth, in their own spheare now shine,
Who have left their loves to Fame,
And their earth to earth againe.
Epitaph
Abraham Cowley
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