So both of vs thy Kindnes, Lord, With Praises fhall recovnt, But give me, Lord, a better heart, Το pay the vowes which I doe owe For ever vnto Thee. Vnleffe thou help, what can I doe If thov affift me, Lord, I fhall In thankfull acknowledgment for the letters I received from my husband ovt of England. THOU that hear'ft the Prayers of Thine, And 'mongst them haft regarded Mine, Thov haft releiv'd my fainting heart, Thov haft to shore him fafely brovght Thov waft the Pilott to the ship, And that thov wilt return him back, In thankfull Remembrance for my dear husbands fafe Arrivall Sept. 3, 1662.* HAT fhall I render to thy Name, WHAT Or how thy Praises speak; My thankes how fhall I teftefye? O Lord, thov know'ft I'm weak. I ow fo mvch, fo little can Return vnto thy Name, *"Sept. 3. Master Clark, in the ship 'Society,' brought in the country's messengers in safety; viz., Mr. Broadstreet and Mr. Norton.” HULL'S Diary; Arch. Amer. iii. 206. Confufion feafes on my Soul, And I am fill'd with fhame. O thov that hearest Prayers, Lord, What did I ask for but thov gav'ft? But Thankfullnes, even all my dayes, Thy mercyes, Lord, haue been fo great, O help thy Saints that fovght thy fface, In ftrict and vpright wayes. This was the laft Thing written in that Book by my dear and hon'd Mother. Here followes fome verfes vpon the burning of our houfe, July 10th, 1666. Copyed ovt of a loose Paper. N filent night when reft I took, IN For forrow neer I did not look, I waken'd was with thundring nois i, I, starting vp, the light did spye, And, when I could no longer look, He might of All iuftly bereft, When by the Ruines oft I past, Here ftood that Trunk, and there that cheft; No pleasant tale fhall 'ere be told, Nor bridegroom's voice ere heard fhall bee. Adeiu, Adeiu; All's vanity. Then ftreight I 'gin my heart to chide, Thou haft an houfe on high erect, |