From needing danger, to bee good, From owing thee yesterdaies teares to day, From trusting so much to thy blood, That in that hope, wee wound our soule away, From bribing thee with Almes, to excuse Some sinne more burdenous, From light affecting, in religion, newes, From thinking us all soule, neglecting thus Our mutuall duties, Lord deliver us. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SEPARATION by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON A RUNNABLE STAG by JOHN DAVIDSON FOREIGN LANDS by ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON BURNS by JOHN GREENLEAF WHITTIER ROMEO AND JULIET by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH MUCKLE-MOU'D MEG by JAMES BALLANTYNE THE NICEST STORY by ABBIE FARWELL BROWN |