Remain my pledge in heaven, as sent to show,

How to this port at every step I go. 20

Sir John Beaumont.

LIV
DIRGE.

Fear no more the heat o’ the sun,

Nor the furious winter’s rages;

Thou thy worldly task hast done,

Home art gone, and ta’en thy wages:

Golden lads and girls all must, 5

As chimney-sweepers, come to dust.