For Sinners Suffered on th’ accursed Tree,
A dreadful Choice to shake my Soul began—
Loss of the Soul’s best Hope or loss of thee.
“I said, as Cain when Banished said before:
’Tis more than I can bear, for what can I?
From thee ’tis Death to part, from Heav’n is more;
’Tis worse than Death to that which cannot die.
“A vain, weak Boy, I took the offered Hand
Of One who with it her poor Pittance gave;
Then fled to Sea, and wrecked upon your Land, 310