Thy bosom is endeared with all hearts,
Which I by lacking have supposed dead;
And there reigns Love, and all Love's loving parts,
And all those friends which I thought buried.
How many a holy and obsequious tear
Hath dear religious love stol'n from mine eye,
As interest of the dead, which now appear
But things removed that hidden in thee lie!
Thou art the grave where buried love doth live,
Hung with the trophies of my lovers gone,
Who all their parts of me to thee did give,
That due of many now is thine alone:
Their images I loved, I view in thee,
Graves of the nobility would be decked with banners of their coats of arms, and other paraphernalia commemorating their exploits. There may also to be a reference to Shakespeare’s poem  A Lover’s Complaint , where the youth is talking of past conquests:
Sonnet 31