Who, Chaines of gold, and pearle doe weare.
And, of those Theeves, that, none you are,
Which weares a Rope, wee, plainly see;
For, you, as yet unhanged bee:
But, unto God, for Mercie crie,
Else hang'd you may bee, e're you die.
See, [Emb. XXXIII.]
34
You, willing are, to put away,
The thinking on your latter-day: