[30] This sickly land might solace as before.
[♦] First Cit. Come, come, we fear the worst; all shall be well.
[♦] Third Cit. When clouds appear, wise men put on their cloaks;
[♦] When great leaves fall, the winter is at hand;
When the sun sets, who doth not look for night?
[35] Untimely storms make men expect a dearth.
[♦] All may be well; but, if God sort it so,
’Tis more than we deserve, or I expect.
[♦] Sec. Cit. Truly, the souls of men are full of dread:
[♦] Ye cannot reason almost with a man