And, pleased some comforts in such place to find,
You could descend to be a little kind;
And gave us hope in heaven there might be room
For a few souls beside your own to come;
While this world’s good engaged your carnal view,
And like a sinner you enjoy’d it too;
All this perceiving, can you think it strange
That change in you should work an equal change?”
“Wretch that thou art,” an elder cried, “and gone
For everlasting!” - “Go thyself,” said John;