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 Whom gentle fate translated hence To a more happy residence. Yet, reader, let me tell thee this, Which from his ghost a promise is, If here ye will some few tears shed, He'll never haunt ye now he's dead. Residentiary, old inhabitant.

Tears, though they're here below the sinner's brine, Above they are the angels' spiced wine.

Physicians fight not against men; but these Combat for men by conquering the disease.

Our household-gods our parents be; And manners good require that we The first fruits give to them, who gave Us hands to get what here we have.

Sound teeth has Lucy, pure as pearl, and small, With mellow lips, and luscious therewithal.