Sir _Thomas Bacchus_, what of him? Poor Gentleman not a Word; Only they Buried him here; but now Behold that Man with a Sword. _Humphry de Bohun_, who though he were Not born with me i'the same Town; Yet I can tell he was Earl of _Essex_, Of _Hertford_, and _Northampton_. He was High Constable of _England_, As History well expresses; But now pretty Maids be of good Chear, We're going up to the Presses. And now the Presses open stand, And ye see them all arow; But never no more are said of these Then what is said below. Now down the Stairs come we again, The Man goes first with a Staff; Some two or three tumble down the Stairs, And then the People laugh. This is the great Sir _Francis Vere_, That so the _Spaniards_ curry'd; Four Colonels support his Tomb, And here his Body's Buried. That _Statue_ against the _Wall_ with one Eye, Is Major General _Norris_; He beat the _Spaniards_ cruelly, As is affirm'd in Stories. [Sidenote: Dick. _I warrant ye he had two, if he could have but kep'd 'em._] His six Sons there hard by him stand, Each one was a Commander; To shew he could a Lady serve, As well as the _Hollander_. And there doth Sir _John Hollis_ rest, Who was the Major General; To Sir _John Norris_, that brave blade, And so they go to Dinner all. For now the Shew is at an end, All things are done and said; The Citizen pays for his Wife, The Prentice for the Maid. _A_ SONG _Sung by Mrs._ CAMPION, _in the Comedy call'd_, she wou'd and she wou'd not. _By Mr._ JOHN WELDON. [Music] _Caelia_ my Heart has often rang'd, Like Bees o'er Gaudy Flowers; And many Thousand Loves have chang'd, 'Till it was fix'd, 'till it was fix'd on yours; But _Caelia_ when I saw those Eyes, 'Twas soon, 'twas soon determin'd there; Stars might as well forsake the Skies, And Vanish into Air: Stars might as well forsake the Skies, And Vanish into Air. Now if from the great Rules I err, New Beauties, new Beauties to admire; May I again, again turn wanderer, And never, never, never, never, never, no, never, Never, never, never, never, never, never, never, Never, never, never, settle more: May I again, again turn wanderer, And never, never, never, never, never, no, never, Never, never, never, never, never, never, never, Never, never, never, settle more. _A_ SONG _made for the Entertainment of her Royal Highness. Set by Mr._ LEVERIDGE. _Sung by Mrs._ LINDSEY _in_ CALIGULA. [Music]