Hell Is No Other But A Soundlesse

Give House-room To The Best; 'tis Never Known Verture And Pleasure Both To Dwell In One.

Whatever Comes, Let's Be Content Withal: Among God's Blessings There Is No One Small.

Drink Wine, And Live Here Blitheful While Ye May; The Morrow's Life Too Late Is; Live To-day.

When A Daffadill I See, Hanging Down His Head Towards Me, Guess I May, What I Must Be: First, I Shall Decline My Head; Secondly, I Shall Be Dead: Lastly, Safely Buryed.

Give, If Thou Can, An Alms; If Not, A Sweet And Gentle Word.