And His Unkindness May Defeat My Life,

I Hourly Learn A Doctrine Of Obedience.

Then Let Thy Love Be Younger Than Thyself, Or Thy Affection Cannot Hold The Bent.

The Tongues Of Dying Men Enforce Attention Like Deep Harmony.

Read O'er This And After, This, And Then To Breakfast With What Appetite You Have.

Will All Great Neptune's Ocean Wash This Blood Clean From My Hand? No, This My Hand Will Rather The Multitudinous Seas Incarnadine, Making The Green One Red.