whoe'er on life his eye has cast, I fear, alas, will say the last!
Him deem I friend right faithful, / whoe'er the same may do.
whoe'er in peace thou kissest, sickens at that belch of thine.
whoe'er would pass the Cape of Non Shall turn again; or else be gone.
whoe'er was friend unto him, / him saw ye weeping thither go.
Sure, whoe'er it was, felt the greatest rage against thee and thy sons.
And whoe'er heard of a happy wedding without a feast; a feast to rich and poor.
whoe'er has seen folk blissfuller, whoe'er a more propitious union?
whoe'er thou art, with reverence treadThese sacred mansions of the dead.
Who is condemned by God's decree, Assuredly condemned shall be, whoe'er they be would save him.