One Fire Burns Out Another's Burning, One

As Chaste As Unsunned Snow.

You Are Yoked With A Lamb, That Carries Anger As The Flint Bears Fire; Who, Much Enforced, Shows A Hasty Spank, And Straight Is Cold Again.

Life's Uncertain Voyage.

The Daintiest Last, To Make The End Most Sweet.

Tired With All These For Restful Death I Cry, As To Behold Desert A Beggar Born, And Needy Nothing Trimmed In Jollity, And Purest Faith Unhappily Forsworn.