He wants, he asks, he pleads his p… They within doors do him an alms d… He doth repeat and aggravate his g… But they repulse him, give him no… He begs, they say, Begone; he wil…

The thief, when he doth steal, thi… Yet then the greatest loss he doth… Come, thief, tell me thy gains, bu… When summ’d, what comes it to more… Perhaps, thou’lt say, The halter…

The next word that I would unto t… Is how thou mayst attain without d… Those blessed graces, and that hol… Thou dost with so much godly zeal… Thy love to, and thy longing to en…

The love of Christ, poor I! may t… But ’tis unsearchable. O! there i… Its large dimensions can comprehen… Should they dilate thereon world w… When we had sinned, in his zeal he…

Who would true Valour see Let him come hither; One here will Constant be, Come Wind, come Weather. There’s no Discouragement,

The hen, so soon as she an egg dot… (Spreads the fame of her doing wha… About the yard she cackling now do… To tell what ’twas she at her nest… Just thus it is with some professi…

Wouldst thou have that good, that… That is so much to heavenly things… That it aloft will soar, and alway… Contemplating on blest eternity. That mind that never thinks itself…

What, hast thou run thy race, art… Thou seemest angry, why dost on us… Yea, wrap thy head with clouds and… As threatening to withdraw from us… O leave us not! When once thou hi…

The water is the fish’s element; Take her from thence, none can her… And some have said, who have trans… As good not be, as to be kept from… The water is the fish’s element:

Who would true Valour see Let him come hither; One here will Constant be, Come Wind, come Weather. There’s no Discouragement,

Behold, how eager this our little… Is for a butterfly, as if all joy, All profits, honours, yea, and las… Were wrapped up in her, or the ric… Found in her would be bundled up t…

esides what I said of the Four La… And of the weal and woe that from… An after-word still runneth in my… Which I shall here expose unto th… That may it blow into that very ha…

Two sacraments I do believe there… Baptism and the Supper of the Lor… Both mysteries divine, which do to… By God’s appointment, benefit aff… But shall they be my God, or shal…

In this see thou thy beauty, hast… Or thy defects, should they be few… Thou may’st, too, here thy spots a… Hast thou but eyes, and what their… But art thou blind? There is no l…

This homely bush doth to mine eyes… A very fair, yea, comely ruddy ros… This rose doth also bow its head t… Saying, Come, pluck me, I thy ros… Yet offer I to gather rose or bud…