Let Us Heare the End: Feare God, and Keepe His Commandments

Many a weary Winter haue I past
since first our eyes strange- lookes did interchange
But now (deare Friend , that is as kinde , as fast )
Time in Lifes Reere, or vitall Powres doth range.

My Layes of Loue , are now turn'd all to Psalmes
and Hymnes addrest to Heau'n , which my yong dayes
Did most offend: Then, now I craue this Almes ,
that thou , for me , on These , our God wilt praise .

When Time , and Thwarts haue taught the humbled sp'rit
that all , saue loue and feare of God , is vaine;
By Grace and Nature we take most delight
in paines , which may preuent eternall paine:
Then, if thy Will doe match thy Wit (deare Friend )
On these Feete maist thou trauell to that END .
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