Who Covets More Is Evermore A Slave.

The Glorious Lamp Of Heaven, The Sun.

Next, When I Cast Mine Eyes And See That Brave Vibration Each Way Free, O How That Glittering Taketh Me!

Give House-room To The Best; 'tis Never Known Verture And Pleasure Both To Dwell In One.

That Age Is Best Which Is The First When Youth And Blood Are Warmer.

Temptations Hurt Not, Though They Have Accesse; Satan O'ercomes None But By Willingnesse.