Consign’d to mould’ring Dust;
Because thou knew’st not, only feign’dst,
The Wisdom of the Just.
The Abundance of thy Folly great,
Did blindly thee deceive,
And made thee seek the sinful Path,
Which thou could’st never leave.
The ABBESS.
Wherefore I praised the Dead which are already dead, more than the Living which are yet alive.