Calcutta nr. 229
In the destined time when my business you will prepared
Make all the bed of my dust smooth from trouble
When you will set a brick in the earth of the tomb
Take heed that you make mine the water of its clay.
In the hour of the Term when an end of my case THEY make,
Look no vain words o'er my resting-place they make;
And when on my tomb the tile they will set, be sure
lts clay that with wine, not water base, they make.