That we must smart, before that Prize we winne,
The Paine is follow'd, with a Rich Reward.
By Suff'ring, I have more Contentment had,
Then ever I acquir'd by Slothfull Ease;
And, I by Griefe, so joyfull have beene made,
That I will beare my Crosse, while God shall please.
For, so at last my Soule may Ioy procure,
I care not, in my Flesh what I endure.