The cold white snowie Nunnery, 100 Which, as thy mother, their high Abbesse, sent Their bodies backe againe to thee, As thou hadst lent them, cleane and innocent, Though they have not obtain'd of thee, That or thy Church, or I, 105 Should keep, as they, our first integrity; Divorce thou sinne in us, or bid it die, And call chast widowhead Virginitie. XIII. _The Doctors._ Thy sacred Academic above Of Doctors, whose paines have unclasp'd, and taught 110 Both bookes of life to us (for love To know thy Scriptures tells us, we are wrote In thy other booke) pray for us there That what they have misdone Or mis-said, wee to that may not adhere; 115 Their zeale may be our sinne. Lord let us runne Meane waies, and call them stars, but not the Sunne. XIV. And whil'st this universall Quire, That Church in triumph, this in warfare here, Warm'd with one all-partaking fire 120 Of love, that none be lost, which cost thee deare, Prayes ceaslesly,'and thou hearken too, (Since to be gratious Our taske is treble, to pray, beare, and doe) Heare this prayer Lord: O Lord deliver us 125 From trusting in those prayers, though powr'd out thus. XV. From being anxious, or secure, Dead clods of sadnesse, or light squibs of mirth, From thinking, that great courts immure All, or no happinesse, or that this earth 130 Is only for our prison fram'd, Or that thou art covetous To them whom thou lovest, or that they are maim'd From reaching this worlds sweet, who seek thee thus, With all their might, Good Lord deliver us. 135 XVI. From needing danger, to bee good, From owing thee yesterdaies teares to day, From trusting so much to thy blood, That in that hope, wee wound our soule away, From bribing thee with Almes, to excuse 140 Some sinne more burdenous, From light affecting, in religion, newes, From thinking us all soule, neglecting thus Our mutuall duties, Lord deliver us. XVII. From tempting Satan to tempt us, 145 By our connivence, or slack companie, From measuring ill by vitious, Neglecting to choake sins spawne, Vanitie, From indiscreet humilitie, Which might be scandalous, 150 And cast reproach on Christianitie, From being spies, or to spies pervious, From thirst, or scorne of fame, deliver us. XVIII.