Virtue Could See To Do

To Live A Life Half Dead, A Living Death.

Accuse Not Nature: She Hath Done Her Part; Do Thou But Thine.

Our Cure, To Be No More; Sad Cure!

So He With Difficulty And Labour Hard Mov'd On, With Difficulty And Labour He.

Behold Now This Vast City [london]; A City Of Refuge, The Mansion-house Of Liberty, Encompassed And Surrounded With His Protection.