And bear what seems not right, and trust it is not wrong! }
Does Heaven forbear? then sinners mercy find—
Do sinners fall? ’tis mercy to mankind.
Adieu! can one so miserable be,
Rich, wretched man, to barter fates with thee?
II.
Yet, ere I go, some notice must be paid
To John, his Clerk, a man full sore afraid
Of his own frailty—many a troubled day
Has he walk’d doubtful in some close by-way,