My soul is dark! oh quickly string
The harp I yet can brook to hear.

My soul is dark! oh quickly string
The harp I yet can brook to hear.

Who spits against heaven, it falls in his face.

Who spits against heaven, it falls in his face.

It takes much from the account, to which his sin doth amount.

It takes much from the account, to which his sin doth amount.

The best bred have the best portion.

The best bred have the best portion.

Condemn the fault, but not the actor of it.

Condemn the fault, but not the actor of it.

Hee that respects not, is not respected.

Hee that respects not, is not respected.

We do pray for mercy,
And that same prayer doth teach us all to render
The deeds read more

We do pray for mercy,
And that same prayer doth teach us all to render
The deeds of mercy.

The hard gives more then he that hath nothing.

The hard gives more then he that hath nothing.

Many a smale maketh a grate.

Many a smale maketh a grate.