A Poem in the form of a Prayer entitled He that one sin in conscience keeps

Scope and Content

Manuscript item bound in a volume of printed pamphlets.

Incipit of the poem: 'Hee that one sin in conscience keeps'. Explicit of the poem: 'But Lord I trust thou wilt me save / and to thy mercy take / Amen'

Summary: A poem consisting of eight four line stanzas, comparing sleep and night to death and the grave, e.g. 'My bed is like my grave so cold / and sleep, which shutts mine eye, / resembleth Death ; cloaths which in's fold / declares the molds, so dry'(stanza 6). On the verso of both pages are notes on building and masons accounts.

Listed in the Bowdler Manuscript Catalogue: Bundle 122, part of Item 56, where it is indexed as: 'severall loose Fanceys in a Marble Cover'. This cover has been lost in rebinding.