Phineas Fletcher

"Poorly (poor man) he lived; poorly (poor man) he died."

"Who bathes in worldly joys, swims in a world of fears."

"Thus fell that prince of darkness, once a bright And shining star [...]: To be in Heaven the second he disdains; So now the first in Hell and flames he reigns, Crowned once with joy and light: crowned now with fire and pains."

"Love is like linen; often changed, the sweeter."

"In Heaven they scorned to serve, so now in Hell they reign."

"When needs he must, yet faintly then he praises; Somewhat the deed, but more the means, he raises: So marreth what he makes, and praising most, dispraises."

"His little son into his bosom creeps, The lively picture of his father’s face."

"He is as cowardly Who longer fears to live, as he who fears to die."

"His life is neither tossed in boisterous seas Of troublous world, nor lost in slothful ease."

"Since it is a law of nature, admitting only rare exceptions, that the qualities of the ancestors should be transmitted to the race, — the fact seems patent enough, that even allowing equal advantages, a gentlemans son has more chances of growing up a gentleman than the son of a working man. And though he himself, and his father before him, had both been working men, still, I think, Abel Fletcher never forgot that we originally came of a good stock, and that it pleased him to call me, his only son, after one of our forefathers, not unknown — Phineas Fletcher, who wrote the "Purple Island."

"Drop, drop, slow tears, And bathe those beauteous feet, Which brought from Heaven The news and Prince of Peace."

"In your deep floods Drown all my faults and fears; Not let His eye See sin, but through my tears."