Parting Is Worse Than Death; It Is

For Those Whom God To Ruin Has Design'd, He Fits For Fate, And First Destroys Their Mind.

Secret Guilt Is By Silence Revealed.

So Softly Death Succeeded Life In Her, She Did But Dream Of Heaven, And She Was There.

Trust On And Think To-morrow Will Repay; To-morrow's Falser Than The Former Day; Lies Worse; And While It Says, We Shall Be Blest With Some New Joys, Cuts Off What We Possest.

That, If The Gentiles, (whom No Law Inspir'd,) By Nature Did What Was By Law Requir'd; They, Who The Written Rule And Never Known, Were To Themselves Both Rule And Law Alone: To Natures Plain Indictment They Shall Plead; And, By Their Conscience, Be Condemn'd Or Freed.