Bishops(i)
20 And there was a certayne begger, named Lazarus, which was layde at his gate full of sores
21 And desiring to be refresshed with the crumbes which fell from ye riche mans boorde [And no man gaue vnto hym]: but the dogges came and licked his sores
22 And it came to passe, that the begger dyed, and was caryed by the Angels into Abrahams bosome. The riche man also dyed, and was buryed