Assured of this, with spirits low and tame:
Here, life so purchased—there, a death of shame; 380
Death, once his merriment, but now his dread—
And he with terror thought upon the dead:
“[Oh]! sure ’tis better to endure the care
And pain of life, than go we know not where!—
And is there not the dreaded hell for sin,
Or is it only this I feel within,
That, if it lasted, no man would sustain,
But would by any change relieve the pain?