Upon Dives and Lazarus

Ther was a certain mighty Rich man had
Noe other name (in Scripture) allthough Clad
In Purple, who deliciously did fare
Dayly for which ther neither Cost nor Care
Was spard to feed His Gluttony with store
Of what the Seas did yeild when galed ore
And what somere both Earth and Ayer afford
Seemd Heaped Tributes to His quainter bord
Soe that noe Element to His desier
Was Niggerd 'save what was reservd the Fier
Yet This Man died and on that sleepy skoar
Was buried and noe more — .

Ther was an Other whom spare diet made
More specticle for Charety, being layd
Naked and Could before the Rich mans gate
Who full of sores and all disconsolate
Saving from what the licking Doggs apply
Concludes all this worlds Pomp but Flattery
Then He dies too, but as in Life These were
Nothing akin, soe in Diameter
Death Their Condition states for now't appeers
What heer was sown in joy, ther's reapt in tears
And He who by hard Fate was heer opprest
In Abrams Bosom finds an Interest.