You do run fast, but she out run,
Hath Made her self, not you Undone;
Pray, let her Wear what she hath Won!
Grudge not her Happiness above;
You Live by Faith, and she by Love
To Live is Christ; to Die is Gain;
Betwixt you both, you have the Twain.
⟨p. 188⟩She was prepared for her Release;
And so prepared Departs in P•ace
And who would Live, that God makes fit
To Die, and then gives a Permit?
And' who would choose a World of Fears,
Ready to fall about their Ears,
That might get up above the Spheres?
And leave the Region of dread Thunder
To them that Love the World that's under:
Where Cankered Breasts with Envy broil,
And Smooth Tongues are but dipped in Oil;
And Cains Club only doth lie by,
For want of Opportunity.
Yea, who would Live among Catarrhs,
Contagions, Pains, and Strifes, and Wars?
That might go up above the Stars;
And Live in Health, and Peace,and Bliss,
Had in that World; but Wished in this?
You do run fast, but she out run,
Hath Made her self, not you Undone;
Pray, let her Wear what she hath Won!
Grudge not her Happiness above;
You Live by Faith, and she by Love
To Live is Christ; to Dy is Gain;
Betwixt you both, you have the Twain.
⟨p. 188⟩She was prepar'd for her Release;
And so prepar'd Departs in P•ace
And who would Live, that God makes fitt
To Dy, and then gives a Permitt?
And' who would choose a World of Fears,
Ready to fall about their Ears,
That might get up above the Spheres?
And leave the Region of dread Thunder
To them that Love the World that's under:
Where Canker'd Breasts with Envy broyle,
And Smooth Tongues are but dipt in Oyle;
And Cains Club only doth ly by,
For want of Opportunity.
Yea, who would Live among Catarrhes,
Contagions, Pains, and Strifes, and Wars?
That might go up above the Stars;
And Live in Health, and Peace,and Bliss,
Had in that World; but Wish'd in this?
