Natural Magic (Magia Naturalis)

That is:

Pallas, who was Evander’s son,
Is hither laid, his long race run,
Whom Turnus, warrior of renown,
With his lance did strike right down.
The lamp’s bright flame, which there did glow,
No man at first could out-blow,
Neither with breath nor moisture’s aid,
Until holes in the vessel were made,
That air might enter; then it died.
The corpse, with dread and horror eyed,
Beneath the eaves was cast away
Upon the street, where it did rot and decay.

Likewise, Gualtherus Rivius, Doctor of Medicine, also writes upon the eighth book of Vitruvius De Architectura, chapter 1:
That in his time, in the province of Bergamo in Italy, a very ancient and ruined heathen tomb was found by the peasants, containing a precious treasure—