Anonymous

755   Epitaph of Dionysia

HERE doth Dionysia lie:
   She whose little wanton foot
Tripping (ah, too carelessly!)
   Touch’d this tomb and fell into ’t.

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Dionysia, o’er this tomb,
   Where thy buried beauties be,
From their dust shall spring and bloom
   Loves and graces like to thee.