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 1    II|     tis thine to lie~ Upon the poor man's bedding. Wherefore,
 2   III|        of honours~ Which force poor wretches past the bounds
 3   III|  warder of thine own no more.~ Poor wretch," they say, "one
 4   III|      in great death~ To parch, poor tongues, with thirst and
 5   III|        and elder, and lament,~ Poor devil, his death more sorely
 6    IV|     the marjoram,~ And prints, poor fellow, kisses on the doors -~
 7    IV|      same,~ And thus allow for poor mortality.~ ~ Nor sighs
 8     V|     Produced, enough for those poor wretches there.~ And rivers
 9     V| sleep-time horrible~ For those poor wretches; and, from home
10     V|       The rites whence still a poor mortality~ Is grafted that