It Is The Bright Day That Brings

To Whom God Will, There Be The Victory.

If We Shadows Have Offended, Think But This, And All Is Mended, That You Have But Slumber'd Here While These Visions Did Appear.

Oh Why Rebuke You Him That Loves You So? / Lay Breath So Bitter On Your Bitter Foe.

At This Hour Lie At My Mercy All Mine Enemies.

And Mind, With My Heart In't; And Now Farewell Till Half An Hour Hence.