The Memorial Brass: 186-

"Why do you weep there, O sweet lady,      Why do you weep before that brass? -     (I'm a mere student sketching the mediaeval)      Is some late death lined there, alas? -     Your father's? . . . Well, all pay the debt that paid he!"      "Young man, O must I tell! - My husband's! And under      His name I set mine, and my DEATH! -     Its date left vacant till my heirs should fill it,      Stating me faithful till my last breath."     - "Madam, that you are a widow wakes my wonder!"      "O wait! For last month I - remarried!      And now I fear 'twas a deed amiss.     We've just come home. And I am sick and saddened      At what the new one will say to this;     And will he think - think that I should have tarried?      "I may add, surely, - with no wish to harm him -      That he's a temper - yes, I fear!     And when he comes to church next Sunday morning,      And sees that written . . . O dear, O dear!     - "Madam, I swear your beauty will disarm him!"