Keep Us, Lord, So Awake In The

Verse Hath A Middle Nature: Heaven Keeps Souls, The Grave Keeps Bodies, Verse The Fame Enrols.

Death Comes Equally To Us All, And Makes Us All Equal When It Comes.

Enjoyment Always Has A Spoiling, Otherwise It Cannot Be So.

But He Who Loveliness Within Hath Found, All Outward Loathes, For He Who Color Loves, And Skin, Loves But Their Oldest Clothes.

Great Sins Are Great Possessions; But Levities And Vanities Possess Us Too; And Men Had Rather Part With Christ Than With Any Possession.