Worsley(i)
19 Now there was a certain rich man, who was clothed in purple and fine linen, living voluptuously and splendidly every day.
20 And there was a poor man named Lazarus,
21 who was laid at his gate full of sores, and desiring to be fed with the crumbs that fell from the rich man's table: and the dogs came and licked his sores. And it came to pass that the poor man died,
22 and was carried by angels to Abraham's bosom: the rich man also died, and was buried.
23 And in hell he lifted up his eyes, being in torments, and seeth Abraham from afar, and Lazarus in his bosom.