To the memorie of M.W.Shakespeare.

[O]EE wondred (Shake-speare) that thou went'st so soone
From the Worlds=Stage, to the Graves-Tyring-roome.
Wee thought thee dead, but this thy printed worth,
Tels thy Spectators, that thou went'st but forth
To enter with applause. An Actors Art,
Can dye, and live, to acte a second part.
That's but an
Exit of Mortalitie;
This, a Re-entrance to a Plaudite.


I. M.