Tis with the whip the boy sets up… The whip makes it run round upon i… The whip makes it hither and thith… ’Tis with the whip the top is made… Comparison.

From God he’s a backslider, Of ways he loves the wider; With wickedness a sider, More venom than a spider. In sin he’s a considerer,

Heaven is a place, also a state, It doth all things excel, No man can fully it relate, Nor of its glory tell. God made it for his residence,

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 subject is unto the foulest p… Or fairest handled by the sons of… ‘Twill also show what is upon it w… Be it wisely, or nonsense for want… Each blot and blur it also will ex…

Thy price one penny is in time of… In famine doubled, ’tis from one t… Yea, no man knows what price on th… When there is but one penny loaf t… Comparison.

O Wondrous dreamer, with thy powe… How all our pilgrim-life thy dream… Our load of sin, our hopes, our do… The fearful battle with the foe ma… And Beulah’s beauteous land, wher…

Thus having heard from Gerizzim,… Next come to Ebal, and you thithe… Not there to curse you, but to let… How God doth curse that soul that… An unbelieving man, a graceless wr…

She goes but softly, but she goeth… She stumbles not, as stronger crea… Her journey’s shorter, so she may… Better than they which do much far… She makes no noise, but stilly sei…

Well, with the day I see the clou… And mix the light with darkness ev… This threatening is, to travellers… Long journeys, slabby rain they’ll… Else, while I gaze, the sun doth…

This glass, when made, was, by the… The sum of sixty minutes to fulfil… Time, more nor less, by it will ou… But just an hour, and then the gla… Man’s life we will compare unto th…

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

WHEN at the first I took my pen… Thus for to write, I did not unde… That I at all should make a littl… In such a mode: nay, I had undert… To make another; which, when almos…

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…

What, barren here! in this so good… The sight of this doth make God’s… From giving thee his blessing; bar… Bear fruit, or else thine end will… Art thou not planted by the water-…