In likely case, to help and comfort thee)
There may be courses taken, to divert
Those Frights, which, else, would terrifie thy heart,
When Death drawes neare; and helpe thee plucke away
That Sting, of his, which would thy Soule dismay.
But, if thou madly ramble onward, still,
Till thou art sinking downe that darkesome-hill,
Which borders on the Grave (and dost beginne
To see the Shades of Terrour, and of Sinne
To fly acrosse thy Conscience) 'twill be hard