Browne has another claim to immortality; if it be true as is now thought that he was the author of the epitaph on the Countess of Pembroke: "Underneath this sable hearse Lies the subject of all verse, Sidney's sister, Pembroke's mother.
Death, ere thou hast slain another Fair and learned and good as she, Time shall throw a dart at thee." then he achieved the miracle of a quintessential statement of the spirit of the English Renaissance.

For the breath of it stirs in these slow quiet moving lines, and its few and simple words implicate the soul of a period.
By the end of the first quarter of the century the influence of Spenser and the school which worked under it had died out.

Its place was taken by the twin schools of Jonson and Donne.

Jonson's poetic method is something like his dramatic; he formed himself as exactly as possible on classical models.

Horace had written satires and elegies, and epistles and complimentary verses, and Jonson quite consciously and deliberately followed where Horace led.