Date: 1667

"Our mem'ries like the Cullender that streins / Pure liquor out, but drossie dregs reteins"

— Billingsley, Nicholas (bap. 1633, d. 1709)

Date: 1667

"His Spir't burns up our dross, & makes our graces / Sparkle like furnace gold"

— Billingsley, Nicholas (bap. 1633, d. 1709)

Date: 1667

"Christ the mind fills / With light in us, a tender heart he places; / And files off the Rebellion of our Wills."

— Billingsley, Nicholas (bap. 1633, d. 1709)

Date: 1667

"Christ the mind fills / With light in us, a tender heart he places; / And files off the Rebellion of our Wills"

— Billingsley, Nicholas (bap. 1633, d. 1709)

Date: 1667

"So are those minds that Gold admire do, / Barren, and haunted by the Devil too."

— Billingsley, Nicholas (bap. 1633, d. 1709)

Date: 1667

"A pure heart hath a golden Frontispice, / It loves fair vertue, and abhors foul vice."

— Billingsley, Nicholas (bap. 1633, d. 1709)

Date: 1667

"God hath large showres of vengeance to pour down / Upon our guilty souls, unless we rent / Our rocky hearts, and speedily repent."

— Billingsley, Nicholas (bap. 1633, d. 1709)

Date: 1667

"The Cup-board serves to keep provision in, / Mans heart holds in it, either grace or sin."

— Billingsley, Nicholas (bap. 1633, d. 1709)

Date: 1667

"We are by nature Base ones, Lord pour in / Thy grace, & from our souls feet wash off sin."

— Billingsley, Nicholas (bap. 1633, d. 1709)

Date: 1667

"Mans body is a box till death it split / The Soul, that precious Gem is kept in it."

— Billingsley, Nicholas (bap. 1633, d. 1709)