Thou, whose sweet youth and early hopes enhance
Thy rate and price, and mark thee for a treasure;
Harken unto a Verser, who may chance
Rhyme thee to good, and make a bait of pleasure.
|A verse may find him, who a sermon flies,||5|
Beware of lust: it doth pollute and foul
Whom God in Baptism washt with his own blood.
It blots thy lesson written in thy soul;
|The holy lines cannot be understood.||10|
Much less towards God, whose lust is all their book?
Abstain wholly, or wed. Thy bounteous Lord
Allows thee choice of paths: take no byways;
|But gladly welcome what he doth afford;||15|
Continence hath his joy: weigh both; and so
If rottenness have more, let Heaven go. 3.____________________