Harde Is His Heart That

Ful Wys Is He That Kan Hymselven Knowe.

There Was The Murdered Corpse, In Covert Laid, And Violent Death In Thousand Shapes Displayed; The City To The Soldier's Rage Resigned; Successless Wars, And Poverty Behind; Ships Burnt In Fight, Or Forced On Rocky Shores, And The Rash Hunter Strangled By The Boars; The Newborn Babe By Nurses Overlaid; And The Cook Caught Within The Raging Fire He Made.

But Manly Set The World On Sixe And Sevene; And, If Thou Deye A Martir, Go To Hevene.

Men Love Newfangleness.

I Am Right Sorry For Your Heavinesse.