Tears Are The Noble Language Of Eyes,

Give, If Thou Can, An Alms; If Not, A Sweet And Gentle Word.

God Doth Not Promise Here To Man That Hewill Free Him Quickly From His Misery;but In His Own Time, And When He Thinks Fit,then He Will Give A Happy End To It.

He Loves His Bonds Who, When The First Are Broke, Submits His Neck Into A Second Yoke.

Bid Me To Live, And I Will Livethy Protestant To Be,or Bid Me Love, And I Will Givea Loving Heart To Thee.

Welcome, Maids Of Honor, You Doe Bring In The Spring, And Wait Upon Her.