heaven
heaven is above all, yet there sits a judge that no king can corrupt. heaven's gets are not so highly arched ad princes palaces: they that enter there must go upon their knees. by heaven we understand a state of happiness infinite in degree, and endless in duration. eye hath seen it,my gentle boy; ear hath not heard it's deep song of joy; dreams cannot picture a world so fear; sorrow and hath may not enter there; time doth not breathe on it's faceless bloom for beyond the tomb it is there my child a Persians heaven is easily made ti's but black eyes and lemonade.
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