Better It Would Be For Me

And Better It Would Have Been

Had I Not Been Born, Not Grown

Not Been Brought Into The World

Not Had To Come To This Earth

Not Been Suckled For The World



If I'd Died A Three-night-old

Been Lost In My Swaddling Hand

I'd Have Needed But A Span Of Doth

A Span More Of Wood,

But A Cubit Of Goof Earth

Two Words From The Priest

Three Verses From The Cantor

One Clang From The Bell