Fugitive Poetry. 1600–1878/In Barrow-Upon-Soar Churchyard, Leicester

In Barrow-Upon-Soar Churchyard, Leicester.

On Cave.

Here, in the Grave, there lies a Cave,
We call a Cave a Grave—
If Cave be Grave, and Grave be Cave,
Then, reader, judge, I crave,
Whether doth Cave here lie in Grave,
Or Grave here lie in Cave;
If Grave in Cave here buried be,
Then, Grave, where is thy victory?
Go, reader, and report, here lies a Cave,
Who conquers Death, and buries his own Grava.