Clergyman's

Like an ambassador that beds a queen
With the nice caution of a sword between.
- John Cleveland

Had Cain been Scot, God would have changed his doom;
Not made him wander, but continued him home.
- John Cleveland

The marigold, whose courtier's face
Echoes the sun, and doth unlace
Her at his rise, at his full stop
Packs and shuts up her gaudy shop.
- John Cleveland

He that to ancient wreaths can bring no more
From his own worth, dies bankrupt on the score.
- John Cleveland