Gunwalloe
Read backwards or forwards—
Shall we all die?
We shall die all.
All die shall we—
Die all we shall.
Grade
Date 1671.
Why here?—why not, it’s all one ground,
And here none will my dust confound.
My Saviour lay where no one did—
Why not a member as his head,
No quire to sing, no bells to ring,
Why so thus buried was my king.
I grudge the fashion of the day
To fat the church and stane the lay,
Though nothing now of the be seen,
I hope my name and bed be green.