"And as they more esteeme that merth
Than dread the night's annoy,
So must we deeme our dayes on erth
But hell to heauenly joye."
Good morrowe; see Farr's Select Poetry, &c., p. 38.
"High heaven, in mercy to your sad annoy,
Still greets you with glad tidings of immortal joy."
Christian year, "Christmas Day."
H.G.T.