Oh Do Not Die, For I Shall

Nature's Great Masterpiece, An Elephant; The Only Harmless Great Thing.

From Rest And Sleep, Which But Thy Pictures Be, Much Pleasure, Then From Thee Much More, Must Flow, And Soonest Our Best Men With Thee Do Go, Rest Of Their Bones, And Soul's Delivery.

Batter My Heart, Three-personed God, For You As Yet But Knock; Breathe, Shine, And Seek To Mend; That I May Rise, And Stand, O'erthrow Me, And Bend Your Force To Break, Blow, Burn, And Make Me New.

To Roam Giddily, And Be Everywhere But At Home, Such Freedom Doth A Banishment Become.

Though Truth And Falsehood Be Near Twins, Yet Truth A Little Elder Is.