O' What may man within him hide, though angel on the outward side!
He that dies pays all debts.
One fire burns out another's burning, One pain is lessen'd by another's anguish.
Good friend for Jesus sake forbeare, To digg the dust encloased heare! Blest be the man that spares thes stones, And curst be he that moves my bones.
The appurtenance of welcome is fashion and ceremony.
What my tongue dares not that my heart shall say