That the Vertuous Have the Promises of This Life, as Well as of That to Come -

Thy Friends (deare Lord) are too much honored;
thy Persecutor to thee reconcil'd,
Had Sacrifices to him rendered:
so much the World is forc'd t' adore thy Childe!


The People freely their possessions sell,
to lay the Price at thine Apostles feete:
To whom the worst of Ils doe fall out well;
and Gall itselfe, to them made Sugar -sweet!

Then, what but Gall itselfe will Honey seeke
besides the Honey of thy sweetest Loue?
For, who are more exalted then the meeke ,
sith Heau'n and Earth of them doe most approue?
Then, if thou make me meeke , thou mak'st me more,
Then Heau'n and Earth : for, for both will me adore.
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