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one fin in confcience keeps, whilehetoqayctgoesj IVfore venteious is then
he that fieeps with twenty morialfoes.
wherefore at night call into mindj
how thou the day hath fpent :
Praying to God, if ought thou find,
and then in time repent.
And fincc thy bed a paiem is
o{ denh and fatal tears >
Bedwait it (haS notbcamifst
this to recced in vetfe.
My bed is like the grave fo cold >
and fleep which ftceks mine eye,
Refetrbleth death ; deaths which mc fold ,
declare tK« mould (o dry :
The frisking fleas > refetnbleth well
the wringing worm to me.
Which with me m the grave thai dwel,
when I no tight fJial fee.
Themightia bell which I heat knel,
when I am laid in bed.
Mod like a bitter trumpet fell,
ev'r fhouting in tny head r
Myrjfinginthe morn likewife,
when flecpy night ispafii
Puts me in mind that I mufi rife
to Judgement at the laft.
FINIS.
THE XU. SONG.
Aran, my foe, full of iniquity, Thy fubtil fnares of fin aiTaul'teth
me