John Suckling (1609-1642), "Upon Christ His Birth," in his Works: The Non-Dramatic Works
, ed. Thomas Clayton (Oxford: Clarendon Press, 1971), pp. 9-10:
Strange news! a Cittie full? will none give way
To lodge a guest that comes not every day?
Noe inne, nor taverne void? yet I descry
One empty place alone, where wee may ly:
In too much fullnesse is some want: but where?
Mens empty hearts: let's aske for lodgeing there.
But if they not admit us, then wee'le say
Their hearts, as well as inn's, are made of clay.