The modest front of this small floor, Believe me, reader, can say more Than many a braver marble can,— “Here lies a truly honest man!” - Richard Crashaw

Let hearts and lippes speak lowd; and say
Hail, door of life: and sourse of day!
The door was shutt, the fountain seal'd;
Yet Light was seen and Life reveald.
The door was shutt, yet let in day,
The fountain seald, yet life found way.

Thou water turn'st to wine, fair friend of life;
Thy foe, to cross the sweet arts of Thy reign,
Distils from thence the tears of wrath and strife,
And so turns wine to water back again.

Whoe’er she be,
That not impossible she,
That shall command my heart and me.