A treatise upon death first publickly delivered in a funerall sermon, anno Dom. 1630. And since enlarged By N.C. Preacher of Gods word in Scotland at Kilmacolme in the baronie of Renfrew.
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             A treatise upon death first publickly delivered in a funerall sermon, anno Dom. 1630. And since enlarged By N.C. Preacher of Gods word in Scotland at Kilmacolme in the baronie of Renfrew.
             Campbell, Ninian, 1599-1657.
          
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           A
           TREATISE
           UPON
           DEATH
           :
        
         
           First
           publickly
           delivered
           in
           a
           funerall
           Sermon
           ,
           anno
           Dom.
           1630.
           
        
         
           
             And
             since
             enlarged
          
           By
           N.
           C.
           Preacher
           of
           Gods
           word
           in
           Scotland
           at
           Kilmacolme
           in
           the
           Baronie
           of
           Renfrew
           .
        
         
           Hebr.
           9.
           27.
           
        
         
           For
           it
           is
           appointed
           for
           men
           once
           to
           die
           ,
           &c.
           
        
         
         
           EDINBURGH
           .
        
         
           Printed
           by
           
             R.
             Y.
          
           for
           
             J.
             Wilson
             ,
          
           Bookseller
           in
           Glasgow
           .
        
         
           Anno
           6●5
           .
        
      
       
         
         
           
           
             Christian
             Reader
             ,
          
        
         
           IN
           this
           changeable
           vicissitude
           of
           decaying
           time
           ,
           and
           continuall
           succession
           of
           dying
           ages
           ,
           there
           is
           nothing
           more
           certain
           then
           
             death
             ,
          
           which
           is
           painted
           forth
           in
           the
           face
           of
           all
           living
           creatures
           ,
           
             Man
          
           not
           excepted
           ,
           the
           noblest
           of
           all
           ,
           who
           in
           all
           sexes
           ,
           rankes
           ,
           and
           conditions
           must
           once
           die
           ,
           and
           then
           enter
           into
           judgement
           .
           For
           this
           radicate
           moisture
           must
           drie
           up
           ,
           and
           this
           naturall
           heat
           must
           grow
           cold
           ,
           this
           soaring
           breath
           must
           flie
           up
           ,
           and
           this
           surmounting
           soul
           must
           flit
           out
           of
           this
           earthly
           tabernacle
           ,
           that
           it
           may
           returne
           unto
           its
           native
           soil
           ,
           where
           it
           shal
           rest
           eternally
           in
           these
           heavenly
           mansions
           ,
           stately
           habitations
           ,
           and
           most
           pleasant
           paradise
           of
           God
           :
           Whereunto
           Christ
           the
           spoiler
           of
           principalities
           and
           powers
           ,
           our
           captain
           ,
           forerunner
           
           and
           perfect
           Saviour
           is
           victoriously
           and
           triumphantly
           gone
           before
           us
           ,
           and
           now
           (
           according
           to
           his
           comfortable
           promise
           )
           is
           preparing
           a
           sure
           place
           ,
           a
           royall
           palace
           ,
           for
           all
           those
           ,
           who
           with
           a
           godly
           sorrow
           groane
           under
           the
           unsupportable
           burthen
           of
           their
           grievous
           sins
           ,
           and
           with
           assurance
           of
           faith
           beleeve
           in
           ,
           and
           long
           after
           his
           saving
           and
           glorious
           appearance
           .
           So
           that
           we
           need
           not
           sorely
           and
           immoderately
           lament
           ,
           for
           the
           absence
           of
           those
           whom
           we
           once
           dearly
           loved
           in
           this
           sower
           valley
           of
           tears
           and
           wearisome
           pilgrimage
           of
           many
           stations
           ,
           every
           houre
           whereof
           is
           more
           dangerous
           then
           another
           ;
           Seeing
           they
           have
           joyfully
           and
           happily
           arrived
           at
           their
           journeys
           end
           ,
           heaven
           ,
           and
           at
           last
           are
           crowned
           with
           incomprehensible
           glory
           ,
           strengthened
           with
           never
           ▪
           fading
           immortalitie
           ,
           replenished
           with
           exquisite
           joyes
           of
           Gods
           favourable
           presence
           ,
           and
           drowned
           with
           over-flowing
           pleasures
           at
           his
           right
           hand
           for
           evermore
           .
           These
           
           points
           with
           many
           others
           in
           that
           kinde
           I
           have
           handled
           in
           this
           subsequent
           meditation
           ,
           first
           publickly
           delivered
           by
           me
           in
           a
           Sermon
           at
           the
           buriall
           of
           an
           honourable
           Baron
           with
           his
           religious
           Ladie
           both
           laid
           in
           their
           grave
           at
           once
           ,
           whose
           names
           of
           blessed
           memorie
           I
           conceal
           from
           thee
           ,
           for
           such
           reasons
           as
           I
           thought
           good
           .
           Which
           meditation
           surely
           I
           had
           buried
           with
           them
           ,
           or
           at
           least
           closed
           up
           in
           my
           study
           ,
           if
           not
           the
           good
           opinion
           of
           conscionable
           and
           zealous
           hearers
           had
           raised
           it
           up
           again
           from
           the
           grave
           of
           oblivion
           ,
           by
           their
           diligent
           search
           and
           lecture
           of
           manuscripts
           here
           and
           there
           dispersed
           far
           from
           my
           expectation
           &
           former
           intention
           .
           So
           that
           I
           was
           forced
           to
           review
           and
           inlarge
           the
           originall
           copie
           by
           the
           advice
           of
           my
           learned
           and
           much
           respected
           friends
           ;
           such
           as
           reverend
           prelats
           ,
           doctours
           and
           pastours
           of
           our
           church
           ,
           who
           have
           best
           skill
           in
           such
           matters
           of
           spirituall
           importance
           .
           For
           I
           have
           ever
           been
           of
           that
           minde
           ,
           that
           every
           wise
           
           man
           should
           make
           choice
           of
           some
           intire
           and
           trustie
           friends
           ,
           who
           will
           be
           so
           far
           from
           flattering
           and
           fostering
           him
           with
           a
           self
           conceit
           ,
           that
           by
           the
           contrary
           they
           will
           plainly
           admonish
           him
           of
           his
           errours
           and
           infirmities
           ,
           and
           give
           him
           sound
           and
           ripe
           counsel
           ,
           when
           there
           is
           any
           businesse
           in
           hand
           that
           may
           especially
           concerne
           his
           credit
           and
           estimation
           .
           Amongst
           the
           which
           the
           operations
           which
           flow
           from
           the
           gifts
           of
           the
           minde
           have
           the
           first
           place
           :
           &
           seeing
           none
           ,
           how
           capable
           so
           ever
           ,
           is
           fully
           adorned
           with
           them
           ,
           he
           should
           seek
           help
           of
           others
           .
           For
           God
           hath
           not
           given
           all
           gifts
           to
           every
           one
           ;
           and
           he
           who
           is
           shorter-sighted
           then
           I
           ,
           may
           see
           a
           spot
           in
           my
           face
           which
           I
           cannot
           see
           my self
           ;
           and
           it
           were
           to
           be
           wished
           that
           there
           were
           more
           premeditation
           in
           this
           age
           ,
           so
           fertile
           of
           invention
           ,
           wits
           and
           writs
           .
           Did
           the
           Greek
           oratours
           and
           Poets
           go
           to
           their
           
             Athenaeum
             ,
          
           and
           the
           Latine
           to
           their
           
             Aedes
             palatinae
             ,
          
           for
           to
           consult
           with
           the
           most
           learned
           of
           their
           
           time
           about
           the
           divulgating
           of
           their
           monuments
           ;
           and
           we
           who
           have
           more
           divine
           documents
           then
           ever
           any
           paganish
           Writer
           could
           dream
           of
           ,
           bring
           forth
           so
           abortive
           fruits
           ?
           As
           for
           my self
           ,
           I
           will
           not
           answer
           for
           others
           ,
           but
           if
           I
           had
           had
           no
           other
           to
           take
           counsel
           by
           ,
           surely
           this
           lucubration
           should
           never
           have
           seen
           the
           face
           of
           the
           sun
           ,
           or
           come
           unto
           the
           hands
           of
           these
           censuring
           and
           critick
           dayes
           :
           where
           there
           is
           nothing
           so
           good
           ,
           but
           it
           hath
           its
           own
           carpers
           and
           enviers
           ,
           nothing
           so
           bad
           ,
           but
           it
           hath
           its
           own
           favorers
           and
           embracers
           .
           In
           it
           I
           meddle
           not
           with
           curious
           and
           fruitlesse
           questions
           ,
           new
           doctrines
           ,
           dangerous
           tenents
           ,
           accompanied
           with
           varietie
           of
           ostentative
           and
           sophisticate
           learning
           ,
           and
           farded
           with
           the
           abused
           colours
           of
           pratling
           and
           adulterate
           eloquence
           ,
           wherewith
           too
           many
           seek
           their
           own
           praise
           ,
           by
           disgracing
           their
           sincere
           profession
           ,
           by
           venting
           their
           loftie
           presumption
           ,
           by
           scandalizing
           their
           holy
           mother
           the
           church
           ,
           by
           
           defiling
           the
           white
           robe
           of
           Christs
           righteousnesse
           ,
           laid
           abroad
           to
           us
           in
           the
           gravitie
           ,
           integritie
           ,
           simplicitie
           ,
           and
           majestie
           of
           divine
           scriptures
           ,
           which
           ought
           to
           be
           the
           only
           square
           and
           rule
           of
           our
           actions
           ,
           the
           touchstone
           of
           our
           speculations
           ,
           and
           the
           soveraigne
           judge
           of
           all
           our
           controversies
           .
           Which
           controversies
           alas
           ,
           to
           the
           unspeakable
           grief
           of
           the
           better
           sort
           ,
           to
           the
           pitifull
           seduction
           of
           some
           miscarried
           simple
           ones
           from
           the
           puritie
           of
           truth
           to
           the
           impuritie
           of
           errour
           ,
           to
           the
           inevitable
           destruction
           of
           many
           obdurate
           ones
           to
           fearfull
           and
           damnable
           inconveniences
           ,
           what
           by
           sects
           ,
           schismes
           and
           heresies
           this
           long
           time
           ago
           ,
           what
           by
           oppressions
           ,
           murthers
           ,
           massacres
           ,
           as
           bloudy
           consequences
           ,
           have
           troubled
           the
           peace
           of
           this
           Christian
           world
           .
           Neither
           did
           I
           suffer
           this
           sermon
           to
           come
           to
           open
           light
           ,
           because
           it
           was
           my
           own
           brood
           ,
           and
           first
           issue
           upon
           that
           grave
           purpose
           ,
           which
           requireth
           moe
           years
           ,
           deeper
           learning
           ,
           sounder
           judgement
           ,
           
           longer
           experience
           ,
           then
           I
           ,
           a
           youth
           ,
           can
           attain
           to
           for
           the
           present
           ,
           but
           because
           of
           two
           reasons
           which
           I
           adde
           to
           the
           former
           :
           The
           first
           is
           ,
           because
           there
           is
           no
           meditation
           more
           familiar
           to
           me
           then
           that
           of
           death
           :
           Out
           of
           the
           countrie
           ,
           many
           thousands
           did
           fall
           on
           every
           side
           of
           me
           :
           and
           in
           my
           countrie
           ,
           since
           my
           admission
           to
           this
           painfull
           and
           dreadfull
           cure
           of
           souls
           ,
           one
           speciall
           point
           of
           my
           charge
           is
           to
           visit
           those
           good
           Christians
           (
           over
           whom
           I
           watch
           )
           at
           their
           last
           farewell
           to
           this
           world
           ,
           that
           I
           may
           render
           a
           joyfull
           and
           comfortable
           accompt
           of
           them
           to
           my
           Master
           the
           great
           shepheard
           of
           the
           flock
           .
           The
           second
           reason
           is
           ,
           because
           of
           two
           men
           ,
           whom
           I
           highly
           honoured
           during
           their
           pilgrimage
           here
           ;
           The
           one
           was
           a
           principall
           nobleman
           of
           my
           paroch
           ,
           who
           in
           his
           journey
           to
           heaven
           took
           such
           pleasure
           in
           reading
           this
           meditation
           ,
           that
           he
           himself
           did
           dict
           it
           to
           one
           of
           his
           servants
           a
           little
           before
           his
           death
           .
           And
           I
           dare
           say
           ,
           without
           flatterie
           ,
           
           that
           his
           generous
           and
           religious
           soul
           did
           even
           in
           this
           life
           in
           a
           singular
           manner
           taste
           of
           the
           glorie
           to
           come
           .
           O
           what
           divine
           sentences
           !
           O
           what
           comfortable
           speeches
           did
           he
           utter
           to
           us
           who
           attended
           on
           him
           !
           O
           what
           ravishing
           contemplations
           and
           private
           soliloquies
           had
           his
           soul
           with
           God
           on
           his
           death-bed
           !
           These
           ,
           as
           so
           many
           antidotes
           ,
           preservatives
           &
           corroboratives
           he
           used
           against
           that
           last
           agony
           :
           By
           these
           ,
           as
           so
           many
           scales
           he
           climbed
           up
           to
           the
           heavens
           .
           The
           other
           was
           my
           dear
           &
           honourable
           father
           ,
           who
           before
           his
           departure
           out
           of
           this
           mortall
           life
           delighted
           much
           in
           reading
           ,
           hearing
           &
           meditating
           on
           this
           discourse
           ,
           and
           hoping
           that
           others
           should
           get
           instruction
           ,
           direction
           and
           consolation
           thereby
           ,
           commanded
           me
           to
           publish
           it
           .
           So
           that
           I
           could
           not
           disobey
           him
           ,
           who
           was
           Gods
           instrument
           to
           bring
           me
           unto
           this
           world
           ,
           to
           train
           me
           up
           in
           the
           fear
           of
           the
           Lord
           ,
           and
           who
           both
           in
           ,
           and
           out
           of
           the
           country
           ,
           did
           prosecute
           me
           with
           his
           tender
           &
           fatherly
           
           affection
           in
           my
           painful
           travels
           ,
           and
           dangerous
           expeditions
           for
           the
           golden
           fleece
           of
           vertue
           ,
           &
           whose
           life
           was
           a
           clear
           mirrour
           of
           Christian
           charity
           ,
           yea
           above
           his
           power
           oftentimes
           ,
           which
           he
           did
           recommend
           to
           his
           children
           :
           for
           the
           Lord
           blessed
           him
           with
           abundance
           to
           the
           end
           ,
           and
           in
           the
           end
           crowned
           his
           former
           favours
           with
           a
           pleasant
           and
           peaceable
           death
           ,
           which
           he
           oft
           craved
           at
           Gods
           hands
           ,
           and
           which
           was
           a
           matter
           of
           greater
           contentment
           to
           me
           ,
           then
           if
           he
           had
           left
           me
           heire
           of
           whole
           territories
           ,
           which
           with
           the
           rest
           of
           the
           toyes
           of
           this
           perishing
           world
           have
           but
           transitorie
           joyes
           ,
           like
           clouds
           rising
           in
           the
           morning
           ,
           but
           dissolving
           ere
           night
           without
           any
           memorie
           of
           them
           at
           all
           .
           Neverthelesse
           ,
           honourable
           birth
           ,
           good
           education
           ,
           the
           patterne
           of
           worthy
           acts
           ,
           and
           the
           immortall
           fame
           of
           renowned
           ancestors
           ,
           either
           in
           church
           or
           policy
           ,
           communicated
           to
           the
           emulous
           posteritie
           for
           imitation
           ,
           is
           not
           the
           least
           portion
           of
           humane
           inheritance
           :
           and
           he
           
           who
           follows
           their
           famous
           examples
           ,
           ingraven
           with
           letters
           of
           gold
           in
           chests
           of
           cedar
           ,
           or
           in
           tables
           of
           marble
           ,
           in
           the
           never-decaying
           temple
           of
           sacred
           memory
           ;
           he
           (
           I
           say
           )
           is
           not
           only
           in
           the
           way
           to
           worldly
           honour
           and
           preferment
           ,
           but
           also
           their
           footsteps
           lead
           him
           from
           grace
           to
           glorie
           ,
           which
           is
           the
           most
           precious
           purchase
           a
           Christian
           can
           acquire
           .
           Without
           the
           which
           all
           is
           but
           dung
           and
           drosse
           :
           for
           one
           drachme
           of
           goodnesse
           is
           better
           then
           a
           whole
           world
           of
           greatnesse
           ;
           even
           as
           a
           little
           pearle
           is
           of
           greater
           worth
           ,
           then
           a
           big
           rock
           of
           flint
           ;
           or
           as
           the
           sun
           is
           higher
           esteemed
           then
           the
           whole
           body
           of
           the
           firmament
           spangled
           with
           stars
           ,
           every
           one
           striving
           with
           another
           in
           beautie
           .
        
         
           To
           be
           short
           then
           ,
           it
           is
           no
           inbred
           opinion
           of
           my self
           ,
           who
           am
           conscious
           of
           many
           infirmities
           in
           this
           body
           of
           death
           ,
           that
           maketh
           me
           to
           acquaint
           thee
           (
           O
           Christian
           Reader
           )
           with
           this
           funerall
           meditation
           ,
           which
           perhaps
           may
           live
           
           when
           I
           am
           dead
           .
           In
           the
           mean
           time
           I
           wish
           it
           may
           teach
           thee
           ,
           me
           ,
           and
           other
           mortall
           men
           ,
           our
           Christian
           duety
           in
           this
           point
           ,
           rest
           with
           us
           familiarly
           at
           home
           ,
           warne
           us
           in
           our
           journey
           ,
           remember
           us
           of
           our
           present
           mortalitie
           ,
           guard
           us
           against
           our
           last
           enemie
           ,
           prepare
           us
           for
           that
           future
           immortalitie
           and
           full
           happinesse
           of
           soul
           and
           body
           conquered
           to
           us
           by
           the
           victorious
           death
           ,
           and
           meritorious
           passion
           of
           the
           only
           son
           of
           God
           our
           only
           Saviour
           :
           In
           whom
           I
           rest
           ever
           ,
        
         
           
             Thine
             to
             power
             ,
             N.
             C.
             
          
        
      
       
         
         
           Ad
           Lectorem
           .
        
         
           
             SI
             procul
             obscuri
             tenebris
             ab
             inertibus
             Orci
          
           
             Sit
             tibi
             propositum
             succinctae
             stamina
             vitae
          
           
             '
             Ducere
             per
             virtutis
             iter
             ▪
             dum
             fata
             diesque
          
           
             Suppeditant
             ;
             animam
             ne
             mors
             inopina
             labantem
          
           
             Auferat
             incauto
             ,
             neu
             formidabile
             Lethi
          
           
             Imperium
             quod
             cuncta
             domat
             ,
             terrorve
             sepulchri
             ,
          
           
             Vltricesve
             mali
             furiae
             ,
             aut
             quascunque
             sinistro
          
           
             Nox
             genuit
             faetu
             pestes
             ,
             quodve
             horridus
             Orcus
          
           
             Spirat
             inexhaustum
             flagranti
             pectore
             sulphur
             ,
          
           
             Solicitent
             miseram
             trepid
             â
             formidine
             mentem
             :
          
           
             Huc
             ades
             ,
             en
             
               Campbellus
            
             opem
             tibi
             praebet
             anhelo
          
           
             Ante
             ferens
             gressus
             .
             Vt
             quae
             (
             velut
             orba
             carina
          
           
             Remige
             )
             Jactatur
             variis
             impulsa
             procellis
          
           
             Fortunae
             instabilis
             ,
             tandem
             mens
             edita
             coelo
          
           
             Assuescat
             patriam
             paulatim
             agnoscere
             sedem
             .
          
           
             Ille
             etenim
             ingenii
             nixus
             pernicibus
             alis
             ,
          
           
             Judicioque
             nitens
             memori
             ,
             quae
             docta
             vetustas
          
           
             Naturae
             ê
             tenebris
             hausit
             ratione
             sagaci
             :
          
           
             Et
             quae
             sancta
             cohors
             patrum
             (
             quos
             inclyta
             virtus
          
           
           
             Reddidit
             aeternos
             )
             veriquoque
             fontibus
             hausta
          
           
             Mandavit
             scriptis
             ;
             &
             quae
             ter
             maximus
             orbis
          
           
             Conditor
             indulsit
             divina
             oracula
             terris
             ,
          
           
             Hoc
             except
             a
             tulit
             tenui
             comprensa
             libello
             .
          
           
             Ex
             quibus
             instructus
             triplici
             penetralia
             Ditis
          
           
             Agmine
             perrupit
             saevi
             ,
             mortisque
             ferocis
          
           
             Spicula
             contundens
             ,
             vinclis
             dare
             colla
             coêgit
             .
          
           
             
               Qud
            
             tu
             magnanimo
             superat
             â
             morte
             volatu
          
           
             Aethereas
             subeas
             sedes
             ,
             lautaeque
             Deorum
          
           
             Accumbas
             mensae
             ,
             factus
             novus
             incola
             coeli
             .
          
        
         
           
             PATRICIUS
             CAMPBELLUS
             .
          
        
      
       
         
         
           A
           preface
           before
           the
           Sermon
           .
        
         
           YE
           are
           all
           here
           conveened
           this
           day
           to
           performe
           the
           last
           Christian
           duties
           to
           a
           respected
           and
           worthy
           Baron
           ,
           with
           his
           honourable
           Lady
           ,
           who
           both
           have
           lived
           amongst
           you
           in
           this
           land
           ,
           and
           whose
           embalmed
           corps
           ,
           both
           yee
           now
           honour
           with
           your
           mourning
           presence
           ,
           and
           happy
           farewell
           to
           their
           grave
           .
           I
           am
           here
           designed
           to
           put
           you
           all
           in
           minde
           by
           this
           premeditate
           speech
           ,
           that
           the
           next
           case
           shall
           be
           assuredly
           ours
           ,
           and
           perhaps
           when
           we
           think
           least
           of
           it
           .
           Therefore
           that
           I
           may
           acquaint
           these
           who
           need
           information
           in
           this
           point
           with
           the
           nature
           and
           matter
           of
           such
           exhortations
           ,
           let
           them
           remember
           with
           me
           that
           there
           are
           two
           sorts
           of
           funer
           all
           sermons
           ,
           approved
           and
           authorized
           by
           our
           reformed
           churches
           in
           Europe
           :
           The
           first
           whereof
           ,
           I
           call
           ,
           for
           orders
           sake
           ,
           
             Encomiastick
             ,
          
           or
           
             Scholastick
             ,
          
           
           because
           it
           is
           spent
           in
           the
           praise
           of
           the
           defunct
           ,
           and
           only
           used
           in
           schooles
           ,
           colledges
           ,
           academies
           ,
           and
           universities
           ,
           by
           the
           most
           learned
           ;
           And
           this
           is
           ordinarily
           enriched
           with
           pleasant
           varietie
           of
           strange
           languages
           ,
           lively
           lights
           of
           powerfull
           or
           atorie
           ,
           fertile
           inventions
           of
           alluring
           poesie
           ,
           great
           subtilties
           of
           solid
           Philosophie
           ,
           grave
           sentences
           of
           venerable
           fathers
           ,
           manifold
           examples
           of
           famous
           histories
           ,
           ancient
           customes
           of
           memorable
           peoples
           and
           nations
           ;
           and
           in
           a
           word
           ,
           with
           all
           the
           ornaments
           of
           humane
           wit
           ,
           learning
           ,
           eloquence
           .
           Which
           howbeit
           I
           might
           borrow
           for
           a
           while
           ,
           yet
           I
           lay
           them
           down
           at
           the
           feet
           of
           Jesus
           ,
           and
           being
           sent
           hither
           not
           by
           man
           ,
           but
           by
           God
           ,
           whose
           interpreter
           and
           ambassadour
           I
           am
           ,
           I
           prefer
           before
           them
           the
           smooth
           words
           of
           
             Moses
             ,
          
           the
           stately
           of
           
             Esay
             ,
          
           the
           royall
           of
           
             David
             ,
          
           the
           wise
           of
           
             Salomon
             ,
          
           the
           eloquent
           of
           saint
           
             Paul
             ,
          
           and
           the
           ravishing
           of
           saint
           
             John
             ,
          
           with
           the
           rest
           of
           divine
           writers
           ,
           Gods
           pen-men
           ,
           out
           of
           whose
           inexhausted
           treasurie
           of
           heavenly
           consolation
           ,
           and
           saving
           
           knowledge
           ,
           I
           wish
           to
           be
           furnished
           with
           the
           secret
           preparation
           of
           the
           sanctuarie
           ,
           and
           to
           be
           accompanied
           with
           the
           full
           power
           and
           evidence
           of
           the
           spirit
           of
           my
           God.
           For
           there
           is
           another
           second
           sort
           of
           funerall
           sermons
           ,
           which
           I
           call
           
             Ecclesiastick
             ,
          
           or
           popular
           ,
           viz.
           when
           the
           judicious
           and
           religious
           preacher
           ,
           only
           for
           the
           instruction
           and
           edification
           of
           the
           living
           ,
           frequently
           assembled
           at
           burials
           ,
           and
           earnestly
           desiring
           at
           such
           dolefull
           spectacles
           to
           be
           rejoyced
           in
           the
           spirit
           of
           their
           mindes
           ,
           taketh
           some
           convenient
           portion
           of
           scripture
           ,
           and
           handleth
           it
           with
           pietie
           ,
           discretion
           ,
           moderation
           ,
           to
           his
           private
           consolation
           ,
           the
           edification
           of
           his
           hearers
           ,
           and
           the
           exaltation
           of
           the
           most
           high
           name
           of
           God.
           So
           that
           having
           no
           other
           ends
           but
           these
           three
           ,
           and
           taking
           God
           to
           be
           my
           witnesse
           that
           I
           abhor
           all
           religious
           or
           rather
           superstitious
           worship
           given
           to
           the
           dead
           ,
           and
           being
           naturally
           obliged
           to
           come
           here
           ,
           and
           oftentimes
           requested
           by
           my
           near
           and
           dear
           friends
           ,
           yea
           abundantly
           warranted
           
           by
           these
           who
           have
           the
           prioritie
           of
           place
           in
           church
           government
           above
           me
           ,
           and
           as
           it
           seemeth
           by
           your
           favourable
           silence
           ,
           and
           Christian
           attention
           ,
           invited
           to
           speak
           ,
           I
           have
           purposed
           by
           the
           speciall
           concurrence
           ,
           and
           assistance
           of
           the
           spirit
           of
           my
           God
           ,
           to
           deliver
           unto
           you
           a
           brief
           meditation
           upon
           death
           .
           Pray
           ye
           all
           to
           God
           to
           engrave
           it
           by
           the
           finger
           of
           his
           all-pearcing
           spirit
           in
           the
           vive
           depth
           of
           my
           heart
           ,
           that
           again
           by
           way
           of
           spirituall
           communication
           ,
           I
           may
           write
           it
           upon
           the
           tables
           of
           your
           hearts
           (
           as
           it
           were
           )
           with
           a
           pen
           of
           iron
           ,
           and
           the
           point
           of
           a
           diamond
           ,
           that
           both
           preacher
           and
           hearer
           may
           lay
           it
           up
           in
           their
           memories
           ,
           and
           practise
           it
           in
           their
           lives
           and
           conversations
           .
           And
           I
           intreat
           you
           all
           (
           and
           most
           of
           all
           these
           who
           are
           of
           a
           tender
           conscience
           )
           I
           entreat
           you
           I
           say
           ,
           in
           the
           tender
           bowels
           of
           mercie
           ,
           not
           to
           misconstruct
           my
           coming
           hither
           ,
           which
           ought
           rather
           to
           be
           a
           matter
           of
           singular
           comfort
           ,
           then
           of
           prejudged
           censure
           ;
           a
           matter
           of
           profitable
           instruction
           ,
           rather
           then
           of
           envious
           emulation
           ;
           a
           matter
           of
           
           pious
           devotion
           ,
           then
           of
           repining
           contention
           .
           I
           think
           not
           shame
           ,
           with
           the
           glorious
           apostle
           to
           preach
           in
           season
           ,
           and
           out
           of
           season
           ,
           for
           the
           converting
           ,
           winning
           ,
           and
           ingathering
           of
           soules
           .
           I
           do
           not
           say
           this
           ,
           That
           I
           consent
           to
           these
           who
           contemne
           and
           condemne
           altogether
           such
           meetings
           ;
           for
           albeit
           I
           would
           confesse
           unto
           them
           ,
           that
           the
           time
           ,
           place
           ,
           and
           persons
           were
           extraordinarie
           (
           as
           indeed
           they
           may
           seem
           to
           these
           who
           have
           not
           travailed
           out
           of
           their
           paroch
           churches
           ,
           or
           seen
           forrein
           countries
           )
           yet
           the
           customes
           of
           the
           primitive
           church
           (
           see
           
             Nazianzen
             ,
             Ambrose
             ,
             Jerome
             ,
          
           &c.
           )
           and
           of
           our
           reformed
           churches
           in
           France
           ,
           Genevah
           ,
           Germanie
           ,
           upper
           and
           lower
           ,
           in
           great
           Britaine
           ,
           and
           elsewhere
           ,
           maketh
           all
           three
           ordinarie
           ;
           and
           the
           subject
           of
           this
           present
           meditation
           ,
           viz.
           
             Death
             ,
          
           proveth
           the
           same
           to
           be
           common
           .
        
      
    
     
       
         
         
           THE
           SERMON
           .
        
         
           
             Hebr.
             9.
             27.
             
          
           
             
               For
               it
               is
               appointed
               for
               men
               once
               to
               die
               ,
               &c.
               
            
          
        
         
           THis
           is
           a
           
             short
             ,
          
           a
           
             memorable
             ,
          
           a
           
             grave
          
           assertion
           .
           
             Short
             ,
          
           because
           few
           in
           words
           ,
           but
           full
           of
           substance
           .
           
             Memorable
             ,
          
           because
           a
           remembrance
           of
           death
           .
           
             Grave
             ,
          
           because
           the
           vive
           representation
           of
           it
           before
           our
           eyes
           should
           teach
           us
           our
           frail
           and
           transitorie
           condition
           in
           this
           world
           .
           But
           that
           I
           may
           proceed
           with
           a
           clear
           method
           ,
           without
           the
           which
           there
           is
           no
           solid
           discourse
           ,
           marke
           these
           points
           :
           1
           The
           logick
           analysis
           of
           these
           words
           :
           2
           The
           grammaticall
           and
           criticall
           expositions
           :
           3
           The
           doctrines
           ,
           conforme
           with
           their
           severall
           uses
           inferred
           upon
           them
           :
           4
           And
           lastly
           ,
           the
           conclusion
           of
           this
           whole
           action
           by
           way
           of
           application
           to
           these
           two
           dead
           corps
           .
        
         
           
           As
           for
           the
           analysis
           ,
           I
           shall
           not
           be
           curious
           in
           it
           .
           Ye
           see
           only
           the
           subject
           of
           this
           sentence
           is
           ,
           
             Men
             once
             to
             die
             .
          
           The
           attribute
           ,
           
             
             Appointed
             ;
          
           The
           sentence
           it self
           is
           generall
           ,
           because
           the
           appointment
           is
           generall
           ,
           Death
           generall
           ;
           The
           subject
           of
           death
           ,
           
             Man
             ,
          
           generall
           ;
           The
           number
           of
           death
           ,
           
             Once
             ,
          
           if
           unitie
           can
           be
           a
           number
           .
        
         
           
           As
           for
           the
           exposition
           ;
           There
           are
           three
           words
           which
           need
           to
           be
           cleared
           .
           The
           first
           whereof
           is
           
             appointed
             ,
          
           
             〈◊〉
             〈◊〉
             〈◊〉
             〈◊〉
             〈◊〉
          
           ,
           expounded
           by
           worthie
           
             Suidas
             ,
             Laid
             up
             as
             a
             reward
             ;
          
           and
           so
           indeed
           death
           is
           the
           wages
           of
           sinne
           .
           
             Phavorinus
          
           following
           that
           most
           learned
           
             Hesychius
             ,
          
           turneth
           it
           
             〈◊〉
             〈◊〉
             〈◊〉
             〈◊〉
             〈◊〉
          
           ,
           it
           is
           prepared
           ;
           and
           so
           indeed
           it
           is
           prepared
           for
           all
           men
           once
           to
           die
           :
           But
           our
           Greek
           and
           Latine
           ,
           ancient
           and
           moderne
           writers
           translate
           it
           ,
           ordeined
           ,
           decreed
           ,
           established
           for
           all
           men
           once
           to
           die
           .
           I
           embrace
           their
           orthodox
           versions
           ;
           yet
           they
           will
           suffer
           me
           to
           explain
           this
           word
           by
           others
           in
           scripture
           ,
           
             〈◊〉
             〈◊〉
             〈◊〉
             〈◊〉
             〈◊〉
          
           ,
           it
           is
           foreseen
           ;
           
             〈◊〉
             〈◊〉
             〈◊〉
             〈◊〉
             〈◊〉
          
           ,
           it
           is
           foreknown
           ;
           
             〈◊〉
             〈◊〉
             〈◊〉
             〈◊〉
             〈◊〉
          
           ,
           it
           is
           fore-purposed
           ;
           
             〈◊〉
             〈◊〉
             〈◊〉
             〈◊〉
             〈◊〉
          
           ,
           it
           is
           predestinate
           that
           all
           men
           must
           once
           die
           .
           I
           confesse
           all
           these
           foure
           words
           are
           to
           man
           diverse
           ,
           
             modo
             percipiendi
             ;
          
           yet
           to
           God
           ,
           they
           are
           all
           one
           ;
           who
           howbeit
           he
           be
           the
           first
           and
           the
           last
           ,
           yet
           in
           him
           there
           is
           neither
           first
           ,
           no●
           last
           .
           So
           that
           the
           meaning
           is
           this
           ;
           It
           is
           the
           
           irresistible
           will
           ,
           eternall
           decree
           ,
           unchangeable
           purpose
           ,
           unsearchable
           counsel
           of
           the
           wise
           and
           everliving
           God
           ,
           That
           all
           men
           and
           women
           living
           upon
           the
           face
           of
           the
           earth
           ,
           must
           once
           die
           .
           
             Obj.
          
           But
           this
           may
           be
           called
           into
           question
           by
           two
           or
           three
           instances
           taken
           out
           of
           the
           old
           and
           new
           testaments
           :
           In
           the
           old
           ,
           
             Genes
             .
          
           5.
           we
           read
           ,
           That
           Enoch
           was
           no
           more
           seen
           by
           man
           ,
           but
           taken
           by
           God.
           And
           2
           
             King.
             cap.
          
           2.
           that
           Elias
           was
           caught
           up
           in
           a
           fierie
           chariot
           unto
           heaven
           ,
           so
           that
           they
           were
           both
           translated
           not
           to
           see
           death
           .
           In
           the
           new
           we
           read
           ,
           1
           
             Thess
             .
          
           4.
           
           That
           these
           who
           shall
           survive
           at
           the
           day
           of
           judgement
           ,
           they
           shall
           be
           changed
           in
           the
           twinckling
           of
           an
           eye
           ,
           and
           caught
           up
           into
           the
           clouds
           for
           to
           meet
           with
           the
           Lord
           in
           the
           aire
           ,
           and
           to
           be
           ever
           with
           him
           ;
           so
           that
           these
           also
           shal
           not
           taste
           of
           death
           .
           I
           answer
           first
           ,
           That
           some
           few
           extraordinarie
           instances
           do
           not
           altogether
           break
           the
           band
           of
           ordinarie
           courses
           once
           set
           down
           by
           God
           ,
           who
           is
           without
           shadow
           of
           turning
           or
           changing
           .
           Secondly
           ,
           I
           answer
           ,
           That
           Enoch
           and
           Elias
           ,
           in
           so
           far
           as
           they
           were
           men
           ,
           they
           were
           mortall
           ,
           but
           in
           so
           far
           as
           they
           were
           such
           men
           ,
           they
           were
           immortall
           ,
           that
           is
           ,
           In
           so
           far
           as
           they
           were
           
           types
           of
           the
           resurrection
           and
           of
           the
           prototype
           Jesus
           ,
           the
           immortall
           ,
           coeternall
           ,
           coessentiall
           Son
           of
           God
           the
           Father
           .
           And
           as
           for
           those
           ,
           who
           shall
           remain
           alive
           upon
           the
           earth
           on
           that
           great
           day
           ,
           their
           death
           will
           not
           be
           reall
           ,
           but
           analogicall
           ,
           not
           actuall
           ,
           but
           virtuall
           or
           equivalent
           ,
           that
           is
           ,
           They
           shall
           not
           die
           as
           their
           predecessours
           ,
           a
           naturall
           death
           ;
           but
           their
           extraordinarie
           change
           shall
           supply
           or
           be
           in
           stead
           of
           an
           ordinarie
           death
           .
           So
           that
           ye
           may
           manifestly
           perceive
           ,
           the
           appointment
           of
           God
           is
           surer
           then
           the
           center
           of
           the
           earth
           ,
           or
           the
           foundation
           of
           the
           heavens
           :
           for
           these
           two
           are
           grounded
           upon
           it
           ,
           and
           it
           upon
           none
           ,
           except
           it self
           ,
           the
           center
           and
           fundament
           of
           all
           ,
           whose
           appointment
           is
           himself
           ,
           in
           whom
           there
           is
           no
           composition
           ,
           no
           accident
           ;
           
             Quicquid
             enim
             in
             Deo
             ,
             Deus
             est
             ;
          
           that
           is
           ,
           whatsoever
           is
           in
           God
           ,
           is
           
             〈◊〉
             〈◊〉
             〈◊〉
             〈◊〉
             〈◊〉
          
           very
           God
           ,
           him
           very
           self
           ,
           one
           and
           the
           same
           ;
           yesterday
           ,
           to
           day
           ,
           and
           for
           ever
           .
           And
           thus
           far
           of
           the
           exposition
           of
           the
           first
           word
           ,
           
             appointed
             .
          
        
         
           The
           second
           word
           is
           ,
           Death
           :
           
             Suidas
          
           by
           a
           periphrase
           ,
           
             〈◊〉
             〈◊〉
             〈◊〉
             〈◊〉
             〈◊〉
          
           that
           is
           ,
           a
           refuge
           from
           evils
           ,
           and
           as
           it
           were
           a
           most
           safe
           
           haven
           after
           some
           storme
           .
           
             Phavo●inus
             ,
          
           who
           wrote
           after
           the
           rest
           of
           Greek
           authours
           ,
           giveth
           foure
           short
           descriptions
           of
           death
           ,
           
             〈◊〉
             〈◊〉
             〈◊〉
             〈◊〉
             〈◊〉
          
           ,
           
           
             〈◊〉
             〈◊〉
             〈◊〉
             〈◊〉
             〈◊〉
          
           that
           is
           ,
           A
           separation
           of
           the
           soul
           from
           the
           bodie
           ;
           A
           disjunction
           of
           the
           foure
           elements
           ,
           whereof
           our
           bodies
           are
           made
           ;
           The
           loosing
           of
           the
           life
           ;
           The
           chasing
           away
           of
           cares
           .
           Scripture
           calleth
           it
           a
           loosing
           ,
           not
           a
           losing
           ,
           or
           dissolution
           ,
           not
           a
           destruction
           .
           Our
           Theologues
           they
           commonly
           make
           three
           sorts
           of
           death
           :
           First
           ,
           
             〈◊〉
             〈◊〉
             〈◊〉
             〈◊〉
             〈◊〉
          
           ,
           Naturall
           death
           ;
           not
           that
           nature
           is
           the
           cause
           of
           it
           ,
           for
           it
           is
           
             sui
             conservatrix
             ,
          
           a
           defender
           of
           it self
           ;
           but
           that
           it
           is
           made
           common
           to
           all
           things
           in
           nature
           ,
           and
           under
           the
           sun
           :
           things
           also
           above
           (
           the
           divine
           nature
           onely
           excepted
           )
           have
           their
           owne
           changes
           ,
           as
           well
           as
           their
           influences
           .
           Secondly
           ,
           
             〈◊〉
             〈◊〉
             〈◊〉
             〈◊〉
             〈◊〉
          
           ,
           Violent
           death
           ,
           when
           the
           course
           of
           nature
           is
           interrupted
           ,
           by
           some
           strange
           event
           ;
           common
           also
           to
           all
           living
           creatures
           :
           And
           the
           Pagans
           themselves
           without
           any
           contradiction
           acknowledged
           these
           two
           sorts
           .
           The
           third
           is
           called
           ,
           
             〈◊〉
             〈◊〉
             〈◊〉
             〈◊〉
             〈◊〉
          
           ,
           The
           death
           of
           deaths
           ,
           called
           spirituall
           death
           ;
           and
           it
           is
           
           twofold
           ;
           either
           first
           ,
           when
           a
           man
           is
           dead
           in
           his
           sins
           ,
           through
           desertion
           ,
           occoecation
           ,
           obduration
           ,
           impenitence
           ,
           or
           last
           ,
           when
           a
           man
           because
           of
           his
           continuance
           in
           the
           same
           is
           cast
           away
           from
           Gods
           presence
           and
           union
           as
           a
           reprobate
           ,
           and
           consequently
           is
           adjudged
           to
           the
           hells
           without
           any
           recoverie
           ,
           deliverie
           ,
           mercie
           .
           God
           preserve
           us
           from
           this
           estate
           ,
           and
           happy
           shall
           we
           be
           ,
           if
           we
           die
           ,
           before
           we
           die
           ,
           for
           so
           we
           shall
           not
           die
           ,
           when
           we
           die
           ;
           that
           is
           ,
           if
           we
           die
           to
           sin
           ,
           before
           our
           bodie
           die
           ,
           for
           so
           when
           it
           dieth
           ,
           we
           shall
           not
           die
           spiritually
           ;
           and
           he
           that
           will
           live
           when
           he
           is
           dead
           ,
           must
           die
           while
           he
           is
           alive
           ,
           
             that
             whether
             we
             live
             ,
             we
             live
             to
             the
             Lord
             ;
             or
             whether
             we
             die
             ,
             we
             die
             to
             the
             Lord
             ,
             Whether
             we
             live
             therefore
             ,
             or
             die
             ,
             we
             are
             the
             Lords
             ,
          
           Rom.
           14.
           8.
           
           
             For
             Christ
             to
             us
             in
             death
             and
             life
             is
             advantage
             ,
          
           Philip.
           1.
           21.
           
           
             For
             Christ
             therefore
             died
             and
             rose
             again
             ,
             and
             revived
             ,
             that
             he
             might
             be
             Lord
             both
             of
             the
             dead
             and
             living
             ,
          
           Rom.
           14.
           9.
           
           And
           thus
           far
           of
           the
           exposition
           of
           the
           second
           word
           ,
           
             Death
             .
          
        
         
           
           The
           third
           word
           is
           
             Man.
          
           I
           know
           the
           naturalists
           ,
           being
           blindfolded
           ,
           intoxicate
           ,
           and
           infatuate
           with
           self-love
           ,
           and
           self-conceipt
           gave
           innumerable
           glorious
           titles
           to
           
           man
           ;
           and
           amongst
           the
           rest
           ,
           they
           called
           him
           the
           monarch
           of
           heaven
           and
           earth
           ;
           the
           midst
           betwixt
           the
           Creatour
           and
           the
           creature
           ;
           the
           Lord
           ,
           compend
           ,
           and
           picture
           of
           this
           world
           ,
           a
           little
           world
           ,
           the
           delight
           and
           miracle
           of
           nature
           ,
           the
           miracle
           of
           miracles
           ,
           yea
           ,
           a
           mortall
           God
           ,
           and
           (
           as
           the
           Stoicks
           say
           )
           in
           one
           thing
           lesse
           then
           God.
           But
           it
           is
           to
           be
           remarked
           ,
           that
           the
           most
           solid
           Philosophers
           did
           call
           man
           amongst
           other
           disparagements
           ,
           the
           patterne
           of
           imbecilitie
           ,
           the
           prey
           of
           time
           ,
           the
           pastime
           of
           fortune
           ,
           the
           pourtraict
           of
           inconstancy
           ,
           the
           subject
           of
           envie
           and
           calamitie
           :
           Or
           (
           as
           
             Diogenes
          
           saith
           )
           rottennesse
           in
           his
           beginning
           ,
           a
           beast
           in
           his
           life
           ,
           the
           food
           of
           worms
           in
           his
           death
           .
           But
           to
           leave
           all
           exotick
           observations
           ,
           let
           us
           speak
           of
           him
           ,
           in
           the
           language
           of
           Canaan
           .
           There
           are
           three
           words
           ,
           which
           in
           the
           originall
           signifie
           
             man
             ;
          
           The
           first
           word
           
             〈◊〉
             〈◊〉
             〈◊〉
             〈◊〉
             〈◊〉
          
           Isch
           ,
           
             〈◊〉
             〈◊〉
             〈◊〉
             〈◊〉
             〈◊〉
          
           ,
           noble
           ,
           strong
           ,
           worthie
           ,
           excellent
           man
           :
           for
           in
           the
           estate
           of
           innocencie
           and
           integritie
           ,
           he
           was
           created
           perfectly
           holy
           in
           body
           and
           soul
           ;
           in
           which
           sense
           
             Philo
             Judaeus
          
           calleth
           God
           
             〈◊〉
             〈◊〉
             〈◊〉
             〈◊〉
             〈◊〉
          
           ,
           the
           patterne
           ;
           and
           man
           ,
           Gods
           
             〈◊〉
             〈◊〉
             〈◊〉
             〈◊〉
             〈◊〉
          
           ,
           image
           ;
           
             〈◊〉
             〈◊〉
             〈◊〉
             〈◊〉
             〈◊〉
          
           ,
           effigie
           ;
           
             〈◊〉
             〈◊〉
             〈◊〉
             〈◊〉
             〈◊〉
          
           ,
           workmanship
           .
           But
           alas
           ,
           O
           man
           ,
           thou
           hast
           
           made
           a
           great
           change
           ,
           and
           hast
           lost
           infinite
           treasures
           ,
           for
           earthly
           toyes
           ;
           of
           holy
           thou
           art
           become
           unholy
           ;
           of
           perfect
           ,
           imperfect
           ;
           and
           art
           metamorphosed
           from
           the
           image
           of
           God
           ,
           to
           the
           image
           of
           Satan
           .
           The
           second
           word
           is
           
             〈◊〉
             〈◊〉
             〈◊〉
             〈◊〉
             〈◊〉
          
           Enosch
           ,
           
             〈◊〉
             〈◊〉
             〈◊〉
             〈◊〉
             〈◊〉
          
           ,
           painefull
           ,
           sorrowfull
           ,
           miserable
           man
           :
           for
           by
           his
           vile
           apostasie
           from
           his
           Lord
           and
           King
           ,
           from
           his
           Master
           and
           Father
           ,
           he
           hath
           brought
           shame
           and
           punishment
           upon
           himself
           ,
           and
           through
           him
           to
           his
           whole
           posterity
           ,
           as
           water
           is
           derived
           through
           the
           channell
           to
           the
           streams
           ;
           or
           as
           the
           sappe
           of
           a
           tree
           is
           sent
           up
           from
           the
           roote
           to
           the
           branches
           .
           The
           third
           word
           is
           ,
           
             〈◊〉
             〈◊〉
             〈◊〉
             〈◊〉
             〈◊〉
          
           
             Adam
             ;
          
           and
           this
           word
           is
           almost
           one
           with
           Enosch
           ;
           for
           it
           signifieth
           weak
           ,
           feeble
           ,
           impotent
           man
           ,
           and
           so
           it
           is
           distinguished
           from
           Isch
           :
           As
           in
           greek
           ,
           
             〈◊〉
             〈◊〉
             〈◊〉
             〈◊〉
             〈◊〉
          
           differs
           from
           
             〈◊〉
             〈◊〉
             〈◊〉
             〈◊〉
             〈◊〉
          
           ,
           
             Psalme
          
           49.
           
             〈◊〉
             〈◊〉
             〈◊〉
             〈◊〉
             〈◊〉
          
           bene
           
             Adam
             ;
          
           
             〈◊〉
             〈◊〉
             〈◊〉
             〈◊〉
             〈◊〉
          
           bene
           Isch
           ;
           that
           is
           ,
           the
           rich
           ,
           and
           the
           poore
           ,
           the
           noble
           ,
           and
           the
           ignoble
           ,
           potent
           ,
           and
           impotent
           .
           But
           this
           third
           word
           ,
           
             Adam
             ,
          
           signifieth
           most
           especiallie
           ,
           the
           matter
           whereof
           wee
           are
           made
           ,
           
             clay
             ,
             earth
             ,
             dust
             .
          
           And
           in
           this
           sense
           Moses
           ,
           
             Deut.
          
           32.
           
           
             Jer.
          
           22.
           29.
           say
           ,
           
             O
             earth
             ,
             earth
             ,
             earth
             ,
             hear
             the
             word
             of
             the
          
           
             
             Lord
             ;
          
           that
           is
           ,
           
             O
             man
             ,
             man
             ,
             man
             ,
          
           earth
           by
           constitution
           ,
           earth
           by
           disposition
           ,
           earth
           by
           dissolution
           ;
           set
           down
           in
           the
           Latine
           wel
           ;
           
             terra
             quam
             terimus
             ,
             terra
             quam
             gerimus
             ,
             terra
             quam
             quaerimus
             .
          
           And
           
             Chrysostome
          
           saith
           more
           ,
           it
           is
           our
           countrey
           ,
           ournurse
           ,
           our
           mother
           ,
           our
           board
           ,
           our
           house
           ,
           our
           sepulchre
           :
           
             Augustine
          
           tearmes
           it
           ,
           our
           strange
           land
           ;
           and
           Nazianzen
           ,
           our
           step-mother
           :
           and
           this
           is
           Gods
           own
           conference
           with
           man
           in
           that
           terrestriall
           paradise
           ,
           Gen.
           3.
           19.
           
           
             Dust
             thou
             art
             ,
             and
             unto
             dust
             thou
             shalt
             return
             ;
          
           confessed
           by
           
             Abraham
             ,
             Gen.
          
           18.
           27.
           
           
             I
             am
             but
             dust
             and
             ashes
             :
          
           and
           by
           
             Job
             ,
             ch
             .
          
           10.
           9.
           
           
             O
             Lord
             thou
             hast
             made
             me
             as
             a
             pot
             of
             clay
             ,
             and
             wilt
             bring
             me
             unto
             dust
             again
             .
          
           And
           this
           is
           amplified
           by
           
             Solomon
             ,
             Siracides
             :
          
           yea
           the
           Turks
           and
           Pagans
           ,
           who
           affirme
           ,
           that
           we
           were
           once
           made
           of
           earth
           ,
           &
           must
           return
           to
           it
           again
           ,
           as
           waters
           to
           the
           sea
           .
           And
           this
           is
           Gods
           owne
           voice
           to
           
             Isaias
             ,
             ch
             .
          
           40.
           6.
           repeated
           in
           1.
           
           
             Peter
             ,
          
           1.
           24.
           
           
             All
             flesh
             is
             grasse
             ,
             and
             all
             the
             glory
             of
             man
             is
             as
             the
             flower
             of
             grasse
             ;
             the
             grasse
             withereth
             ,
             and
             the
             flower
             thereof
             decayeth
             .
          
           Where
           first
           ,
           mark
           the
           matter
           of
           man
           ,
           in
           the
           word
           ,
           
             flesh
             ,
          
           that
           is
           ,
           a
           senslesse
           dead
           lump
           ,
           till
           that
           the
           Lord
           ,
           and
           Prince
           of
           
           life
           breathe
           into
           his
           nostrils
           the
           breath
           of
           life
           ,
           and
           so
           he
           become
           a
           living
           soule
           .
           Secondly
           ,
           the
           continuance
           of
           man
           ,
           and
           that
           very
           short
           ,
           represented
           first
           by
           grasse
           ,
           which
           the
           mower
           cutteth
           ,
           the
           winde
           withereth
           ,
           the
           frost
           consumeth
           :
           secondly
           ,
           by
           a
           flower
           ,
           which
           the
           hand
           plucketh
           ,
           the
           winde
           shaketh
           ,
           the
           rain
           walloweth
           ,
           both
           of
           small
           endurance
           ;
           for
           one
           winter
           taketh
           away
           both
           .
           Even
           so
           man
           may
           in
           the
           pleasant
           flower
           of
           his
           age
           ,
           bud
           ,
           flourish
           ,
           fructifie
           ;
           but
           when
           the
           smiting
           winde
           of
           Gods
           decree
           bloweth
           on
           him
           ,
           he
           withereth
           ,
           decayeth
           ,
           dieth
           .
           And
           when
           hee
           is
           gone
           ,
           were
           he
           ever
           so
           glorious
           in
           this
           life
           ,
           there
           is
           no
           more
           memorie
           of
           him
           ,
           then
           of
           a
           beautifull
           flower
           in
           a
           mowen
           meadow
           ;
           his
           loyall
           wife
           ,
           his
           loving
           children
           ,
           his
           neare
           friends
           ,
           his
           dear
           companions
           ,
           all
           forget
           him
           :
           and
           howbeit
           in
           the
           vanitie
           of
           their
           ambitious
           spirit
           ,
           and
           pride
           of
           their
           loftie
           heart
           ,
           they
           would
           erect
           sumptuous
           tombes
           ,
           speaking
           trophees
           ,
           gorgious
           monuments
           (
           onely
           times
           prey
           )
           upon
           him
           ,
           he
           is
           not
           sensible
           of
           such
           things
           ;
           for
           ,
           
             Esay
          
           63.
           16.
           
           
             Abraham
             is
             ignorant
             of
             us
             ,
             and
             Israel
             knoweth
             us
             not
             :
          
           and
           after
           this
           life
           he
           must
           be
           in
           one
           of
           these
           
           two
           estates
           without
           a
           third
           ,
           either
           in
           hell
           sempiternally
           confined
           ;
           and
           if
           he
           bee
           there
           ,
           what
           comfort
           can
           hee
           receive
           of
           funerall
           preparations
           ,
           multitudes
           of
           convoy
           ,
           bearing
           of
           branches
           ,
           and
           such
           like
           superfluities
           ,
           which
           reach
           not
           beyond
           the
           span
           of
           this
           life
           ?
           or
           if
           he
           be
           triumphing
           in
           heaven
           ,
           no
           earthly
           pompe
           ,
           no
           humane
           magnificence
           ,
           no
           worldly
           preheminence
           can
           adde
           any
           thing
           to
           that
           superexcellent
           weight
           of
           glory
           ,
           no
           more
           then
           a
           drachme
           to
           the
           weight
           of
           the
           whole
           earth
           ,
           or
           the
           dust
           to
           the
           balance
           ,
           or
           a
           sparke
           to
           the
           bucket
           ,
           or
           a
           bucket
           to
           the
           boundlesse
           ,
           bottomelesse
           Ocean
           ;
           or
           a
           candle
           can
           adde
           to
           the
           matchles
           sun
           in
           his
           pride
           at
           the
           mid-day
           .
           And
           thus
           far
           of
           the
           exposition
           of
           the
           third
           word
           ,
           
             Man.
             
          
        
         
           
             
               The
               assertion
               ,
            
             It
             is
             appointed
             ,
             &c.
             
          
           
             
             NOw
             I
             come
             to
             the
             doctrines
             .
             The
             first
             is
             generall
             ,
             and
             it
             is
             the
             pillar
             whereupon
             I
             prop
             the
             rest
             ,
             
               viz.
            
             The
             demonstration
             of
             the
             invincible
             truth
             of
             this
             
             assertion
             ,
             
               It
               is
               appointed
               for
               men
               ,
            
             &c.
             by
             these
             strong
             and
             forcible
             reasons
             .
          
           
             The
             first
             reason
             is
             taken
             from
             the
             mother
             of
             all
             things
             ,
             and
             especiall
             hand-maid
             
             of
             God
             ,
             
               Nature
               :
            
             for
             it
             hath
             appointed
             that
             all
             flowers
             ,
             from
             the
             stinking
             weed
             to
             the
             fair
             lilie
             ;
             that
             all
             trees
             ,
             from
             the
             Hyssope
             upon
             the
             wall
             ,
             to
             the
             Cedar
             in
             the
             forrest
             ;
             that
             all
             herbs
             ,
             from
             the
             green
             grasse
             ,
             to
             
               semperviva
               ;
            
             that
             all
             minerals
             ,
             from
             the
             iron
             to
             the
             gold
             ;
             from
             the
             rough
             stone
             to
             the
             precious
             pearle
             ;
             that
             all
             the
             fishes
             ,
             from
             the
             greatest
             
               Leviathan
               ,
            
             to
             the
             least
             minime
             ;
             that
             all
             fowles
             ,
             from
             the
             Eagle
             to
             the
             midge
             ;
             that
             all
             the
             creeping
             creatures
             from
             the
             Elephant
             or
             Crocodile
             to
             the
             basest
             wormes
             ,
             have
             their
             owne
             beginnings
             ,
             progresses
             ,
             ends
             .
             Because
             the
             very
             foure
             elements
             whereof
             they
             are
             made
             ,
             are
             naturallie
             subject
             to
             their
             combined
             transmutations
             ,
             the
             earth
             being
             subtilized
             to
             the
             water
             ,
             the
             water
             unto
             the
             aire
             ,
             the
             aire
             unto
             the
             fire
             ,
             and
             these
             unto
             their
             
               prima
               materia
               ,
            
             their
             chaos
             ,
             and
             it
             unto
             nothing
             .
             And
             this
             nature
             is
             so
             pregnant
             ,
             sedulous
             ,
             and
             wise
             ,
             that
             it
             keepeth
             its
             own
             appointed
             time
             ,
             as
             the
             wise
             man
             saith
             ,
             
               Ecles
               .
            
             3.
             
             
               There
               is
               an
               appointed
               time
               for
               every
               thing
               under
               heaven
               .
            
             If
             time
             ,
             then
             there
             must
             bee
             a
             
               prius
            
             and
             a
             
               posterius
               ,
            
             a
             last
             as
             well
             as
             a
             first
             .
             As
             for
             example
             ,
             the
             crane
             ,
             the
             swallow
             ,
             the
             stork
             ,
             
             the
             woodcock
             ,
             the
             cuckow
             with
             her
             titling
             ,
             know
             the
             seasons
             of
             the
             year
             ,
             according
             to
             the
             course
             of
             sun
             and
             moone
             ,
             from
             which
             proceedeth
             the
             beautie
             of
             the
             spring
             ,
             the
             heat
             of
             summer
             ,
             the
             fruitfulnesse
             of
             the
             harvest
             ,
             and
             the
             cold
             of
             winter
             ,
             one
             following
             after
             another
             ;
             and
             as
             one
             cometh
             ,
             so
             the
             other
             goeth
             ,
             by
             an
             alternative
             vicissitude
             of
             time
             ,
             which
             at
             the
             last
             (
             seeing
             now
             it
             consumeth
             all
             things
             )
             must
             be
             consumed
             by
             it self
             ,
             when
             it
             shall
             finde
             nothing
             to
             feed
             upon
             .
             For
             now
             wee
             may
             say
             ,
             Where
             are
             those
             ancient
             works
             made
             of
             brick
             and
             stone
             ;
             yea
             ,
             of
             flint
             ,
             brasse
             ,
             adamant
             ,
             by
             the
             most
             cunning
             artificers
             ?
             are
             they
             not
             redacted
             unto
             their
             originall
             informe
             ,
             disforme
             dust
             ?
             Where
             is
             the
             tower
             of
             proud
             
               Babel
               ,
            
             the
             church
             of
             
               Ephesian
               Diana
               ,
            
             and
             that
             glorious
             one
             of
             
               Solomon
               ?
            
             Where
             is
             the
             Capitoll
             of
             Rome
             ,
             and
             the
             invincible
             
               Byrsa
            
             of
             
               Carthage
               ?
            
             where
             
               Thebes
               ,
            
             with
             her
             hundred
             ports
             ,
             spacious
             
               Nineve
               ,
            
             and
             beautifull
             
               Jerusalem
               ?
            
             Hath
             not
             time
             devoured
             all
             ,
             and
             much
             more
             ,
             with
             their
             builders
             ,
             indwellers
             ,
             upholders
             ?
             And
             shall
             not
             
               London
               ,
               Paris
               ,
               Rome
               ,
               Constantinople
               ,
               Cairo
               ,
               Quinsay
            
             go
             that
             same
             way
             ?
             Yes
             assuredly
             :
             for
             
             things
             artificiall
             ,
             as
             well
             as
             naturall
             have
             their
             owne
             periods
             ,
             which
             they
             cannot
             outreach
             ,
             otherwise
             they
             were
             infinite
             ;
             a
             propertie
             ,
             which
             cannot
             be
             attributed
             to
             any
             thing
             created
             properly
             .
          
           
             The
             second
             reason
             is
             taken
             from
             experience
             ,
             
             the
             schoolemistresse
             of
             fools
             :
             for
             it
             is
             the
             surest
             that
             ever
             man
             got
             ;
             and
             it
             appointeth
             and
             teacheth
             ,
             that
             our
             life
             is
             a
             dying
             life
             ;
             and
             that
             the
             first
             step
             to
             it
             ,
             is
             the
             first
             step
             to
             our
             death
             ;
             and
             that
             the
             longer
             we
             live
             ,
             the
             nearer
             we
             are
             to
             death
             ,
             and
             our
             being
             here
             is
             equally
             divided
             between
             life
             and
             death
             .
          
           
             
               
                 
                 Na
                 scentes
                 morimur
                 ,
                 finisque
                 ab
                 origine
                 pendet
                 .
              
               
                 Quidquid
                 habens
                 ortum
                 ,
                 finem
                 timet
                 ,
                 ibimus
                 omnes
                 .
              
            
             So
             that
             the
             continuall
             worke
             of
             our
             life
             ,
             is
             a
             building
             of
             death
             in
             us
             :
             for
             we
             die
             daily
             ;
             and
             if
             we
             live
             but
             one
             day
             ,
             we
             see
             all
             ;
             so
             all
             dayes
             are
             alike
             ,
             it
             is
             that
             same
             day
             and
             night
             ,
             that
             same
             sun
             and
             moone
             ,
             these
             same
             elements
             and
             heaven
             which
             our
             forebears
             have
             seen
             before
             us
             ,
             and
             there
             is
             no
             new
             thing
             under
             heaven
             .
             But
             to
             repeat
             things
             from
             the
             beginning
             ;
             doth
             not
             experience
             teach
             us
             ,
             that
             where
             there
             is
             one
             come
             to
             fiftie
             years
             ,
             there
             are
             ten
             not
             
             come
             ;
             but
             to
             see
             a
             man
             passe
             his
             climacterick
             ,
             and
             then
             80.
             years
             ,
             it
             is
             
               rara
               avis
               in
               terris
               .
            
             Never
             man
             yet
             lived
             a
             1000
             years
             ,
             which
             are
             but
             one
             day
             in
             the
             sight
             of
             God
             ;
             for
             one
             age
             is
             the
             death
             of
             another
             :
             childhood
             the
             death
             of
             infancy
             ;
             youthhood
             the
             death
             of
             both
             ;
             manhood
             the
             death
             of
             these
             three
             ;
             old
             age
             the
             death
             of
             these
             foure
             ;
             death
             the
             death
             of
             all
             :
             even
             so
             one
             generation
             is
             the
             death
             of
             another
             .
             To
             the
             
               Hebrews
            
             succeeded
             
               Babylonians
               ,
               Chaldeans
               ,
               Assyrians
               ,
               Medes
               ,
               Persians
               ,
               Egyptians
               ,
               Sycionians
               ,
               Greeks
               ,
               Romanes
               ,
            
             and
             to
             them
             wee
             who
             live
             in
             this
             deficient
             and
             vicious
             age
             :
             and
             as
             they
             have
             transferred
             the
             lamps
             of
             their
             lives
             to
             us
             ;
             so
             we
             by
             continuall
             succession
             of
             time
             must
             lay
             down
             the
             same
             without
             any
             contradiction
             to
             our
             posteritie
             .
             That
             sun
             which
             ye
             see
             setting
             over
             your
             heads
             ,
             the
             ebbing
             and
             flowing
             of
             the
             sea
             ,
             which
             environeth
             us
             ,
             that
             earth
             whereupon
             we
             walk
             ,
             lately
             renewed
             ,
             now
             growing
             old
             ;
             and
             to
             come
             nearer
             ,
             these
             graves
             whereupon
             yee
             trode
             in
             your
             entrie
             ,
             this
             Church-yard
             ,
             these
             through
             stones
             ,
             that
             dead
             bell
             ,
             that
             beir
             ,
             that
             dolefull
             convoy
             ,
             these
             two
             corps
             ,
             and
             that
             wide
             opened
             sepulchre
             ,
             
             telleth
             us
             ,
             
               that
               we
               must
               die
               .
            
             And
             as
             
               Catullus
            
             saith
             ,
             
               
                 —
                 Ostentant
                 omnia
                 lethum
                 .
              
            
             Death
             is
             painted
             with
             the
             net
             of
             a
             fowler
             :
             and
             with
             this
             ditto
             ,
             
               Devoro
               omnes
               ,
            
             I
             devoure
             all
             .
             All
             things
             above
             us
             ,
             beneath
             us
             ,
             about
             us
             ,
             within
             us
             ,
             and
             without
             us
             ,
             tell
             us
             that
             we
             must
             die
             .
             Doe
             not
             all
             the
             creatures
             summon
             one
             another
             to
             it
             ?
             the
             least
             is
             swallowed
             up
             by
             the
             most
             ;
             the
             weakest
             by
             the
             strongest
             .
             And
             such
             is
             the
             gluttonie
             and
             insatiable
             appetite
             of
             man
             ,
             that
             he
             hath
             not
             spared
             one
             of
             them
             ,
             but
             from
             the
             tame
             to
             the
             wilde
             beasts
             ,
             from
             the
             fowle
             of
             the
             aire
             ,
             to
             the
             fish
             of
             the
             sea
             ,
             his
             wombe
             is
             become
             the
             tombe
             ,
             or
             rather
             filthie
             retract
             of
             them
             .
             So
             that
             seeing
             he
             is
             nourished
             with
             perishingthings
             ,
             he
             cannot
             according
             to
             the
             maximes
             of
             Philosophy
             but
             perish
             himself
             too
             ,
             being
             corruptible
             in
             his
             conception
             ,
             of
             frothing
             sperme
             ;
             corruptible
             in
             his
             mothers
             belly
             ,
             of
             excrementitious
             bloud
             ;
             corruptible
             on
             her
             breast
             ,
             of
             vaporous
             milk
             ;
             corruptible
             in
             his
             whole
             life
             ,
             of
             earthly
             food
             ;
             but
             most
             of
             all
             corruptible
             in
             his
             death
             ,
             from
             the
             which
             he
             is
             called
             in
             Greek
             
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
            
             ,
             in
             latine
             
               mortalis
               ,
            
             that
             is
             ,
             subject
             to
             death
             :
             
             and
             this
             is
             so
             experimented
             by
             man
             ,
             that
             one
             premonisheth
             another
             ,
             our
             forebears
             our
             fathers
             ,
             and
             they
             us
             ,
             and
             we
             our
             posteritie
             ,
             to
             our
             journeys
             ,
             pilgrimages
             ,
             warfares
             end
             ,
             
               Death
               .
            
          
           
             
             The
             third
             reason
             is
             taken
             from
             GOD
             ,
             whom
             the
             
               Egyptians
            
             call
             
               Theut
               ;
            
             the
             
               Persians
               ,
               Syro
               ;
            
             the
             
               Arabians
               ,
               Alla
               ;
            
             the
             Magicians
             ,
             
               Orsi
               ;
            
             the
             Latines
             ,
             
               Deus
               ;
            
             the
             greek
             ,
             
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
            
             ;
             the
             Hebrews
             ,
             
               Jehovah
               ,
               Elohim
               ,
               Adonai
               ,
            
             all
             in
             foure
             letters
             ,
             to
             let
             you
             see
             that
             he
             is
             the
             God
             of
             all
             nations
             ,
             the
             God
             of
             gods
             ,
             who
             appointed
             all
             things
             to
             come
             to
             passe
             according
             to
             his
             good
             wil
             &
             pleasure
             ;
             whose
             appointment
             is
             the
             Cardinal
             ,
             supreme
             ,
             architectonick
             cause
             of
             these
             two
             former
             subordinat
             appointments
             ;
             for
             it
             is
             the
             cause
             of
             causes
             ;
             and
             without
             damnable
             curiositie
             ,
             we
             ought
             not
             to
             go
             further
             ;
             it
             is
             a
             precipice
             ,
             and
             wee
             must
             not
             cast
             our selves
             headlong
             off
             it
             ;
             it
             is
             a
             great
             gulfe
             ,
             too
             deep
             for
             our
             shallow
             wits
             ;
             let
             us
             admire
             ,
             adore
             it
             .
             But
             to
             leave
             the
             infinite
             names
             which
             
               Lullists
               ,
               Rabbines
               ,
               Caballists
               ,
               Paganes
               ,
            
             Divines
             give
             to
             God
             ,
             he
             is
             tearmed
             
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
            
             ,
             the
             best
             deviser
             ;
             
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
            
             ,
             goodnesse
             it self
             ;
             
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
            
             ,
             of
             most
             free
             will
             ;
             
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
            
             ,
             him
             very
             
             self
             :
             and
             so
             his
             appointment
             must
             bee
             holy
             ,
             righteous
             ,
             perfect
             ,
             irresistible
             ,
             whose
             appointment
             is
             
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
            
             for
             whatsoever
             God
             
               ex
               voluntate
               beneplaciti
               ,
            
             hath
             first
             concluded
             within
             himself
             ,
             or
             acted
             in
             the
             parliament
             ,
             or
             secret
             counsell
             of
             himself
             before
             all
             time
             ,
             that
             
               ex
               voluntate
               signi
            
             must
             bee
             execute
             by
             nature
             ,
             and
             taught
             by
             experience
             in
             time
             ;
             seeing
             these
             two
             are
             his
             loyall
             and
             faithfull
             servants
             ,
             who
             must
             not
             ,
             nor
             cannot
             ,
             nor
             will
             not
             controll
             their
             masters
             uncontrollable
             will
             ,
             who
             even
             trystes
             with
             them
             for
             the
             reall
             and
             effectuall
             accomplishment
             of
             all
             actions
             .
             Therefore
             because
             it
             is
             ratified
             from
             all
             eternitie
             in
             that
             supernall
             throne
             of
             Gods
             justice
             ,
             that
             for
             sinne
             all
             men
             must
             once
             die
             ,
             then
             for
             the
             execution
             and
             exhibition
             of
             the
             same
             on
             earth
             ,
             nature
             must
             play
             its
             part
             ,
             and
             experience
             its
             part
             ;
             for
             of
             necessitie
             ,
             the
             severe
             sentence
             of
             a
             soveraigne
             and
             inappellable
             judge
             must
             be
             reverently
             obeyed
             .
             But
             so
             it
             is
             ,
             
               Job
            
             14.
             5.
             
             
               All
               the
               dayes
               of
               man
               are
               determined
               ,
               and
               the
               number
               of
               his
               moneths
               is
               with
               God
               ,
               and
               he
               hath
               set
               him
               bounds
               that
               he
               cannot
               passe
               .
            
             And
             7.
             1.
             
             
               There
               is
               an
               appointed
               time
               to
            
             
               
               man
               upon
               earth
               .
            
             The
             poet
             saith
             well
             ,
             
               Stat
               sua
               cuique
               dies
               .
            
             Hence
             it
             is
             that
             
               Deut.
            
             30.
             20.
             
             God
             is
             called
             by
             
               Moses
               ,
               the
               length
               of
               the
               peoples
               dayes
               :
            
             and
             
               David
               ,
               Ps
               .
            
             31.
             15.
             saith
             ,
             that
             
               his
               time
               is
               in
               Gods
               hands
               ;
            
             who
             as
             he
             hath
             begun
             to
             spin
             the
             thredof
             mans
             life
             ,
             so
             he
             is
             onely
             able
             to
             spend
             it
             .
             And
             this
             is
             it
             which
             the
             fabulous
             Poets
             forge
             of
             their
             three
             fatall
             sisters
             ,
             
               Clotho
               ,
               Lachesis
               ,
               Atropos
               ,
            
             the
             spinster
             ,
             twister
             ,
             and
             cutter
             of
             the
             small
             thred
             of
             mans
             life
             .
             We
             acknowledge
             no
             Chaldaick
             fates
             ,
             no
             poetick
             sisters
             ,
             no
             blind
             fortune
             ,
             no
             coactive
             necessitie
             of
             destinie
             :
             but
             the
             wise
             ,
             just
             ,
             good
             ,
             Almightie
             providence
             of
             God
             ,
             which
             not
             only
             extends
             it selfe
             
               ad
               vermiculos
               in
               coeno
               ,
            
             but
             also
             ,
             
               angelos
               in
               coelo
               ,
            
             and
             man
             who
             was
             made
             a
             little
             inferiour
             to
             the
             Angels
             ;
             and
             alas
             now
             by
             his
             default
             hee
             is
             lower
             then
             the
             wormes
             .
             Indeed
             Naturalists
             may
             know
             ,
             that
             there
             is
             a
             God
             in
             nature
             ,
             forming
             ,
             reforming
             ,
             performing
             ,
             confirming
             ,
             perfecting
             all
             things
             ;
             without
             the
             which
             they
             could
             not
             stand
             one
             moment
             :
             &
             this
             is
             only
             a
             Theoretick
             knowledge
             ,
             and
             it
             may
             be
             without
             sanctification
             .
             But
             we
             who
             are
             enlightned
             with
             the
             light
             of
             grace
             ,
             and
             the
             sunshine
             
             of
             the
             Gospel
             ,
             and
             taught
             and
             inspired
             by
             Gods
             Spirit
             ,
             have
             a
             practique
             and
             saving
             knowledge
             :
             whereby
             we
             not
             only
             admire
             his
             power
             in
             the
             creation
             ,
             his
             wisedome
             in
             the
             administration
             ,
             his
             constancie
             in
             the
             conservation
             ,
             his
             beautie
             in
             the
             decoration
             ,
             his
             bountie
             in
             the
             augmentation
             of
             all
             things
             ;
             but
             also
             are
             particularly
             informed
             ,
             and
             fully
             perswaded
             ,
             
               Deum
               esse
               vitae
               necisque
               arbitrum
               .
               Vtramque
               vero
            
             (
             saith
             
               Tertullian
               )
               disponendo
               praescivit
               ,
               &
               praesciendo
               disposuit
               ,
            
             that
             God
             is
             the
             commander
             of
             life
             and
             death
             ,
             who
             in
             disposing
             foreknew
             ,
             and
             in
             foreknowing
             ,
             hath
             disposed
             of
             them
             both
             .
             The
             Lord
             saith
             ,
             
               Deut.
            
             32.
             39.
             
             
               I
               kill
               and
               make
               alive
               .
            
             God
             is
             not
             carelesse
             of
             us
             ,
             as
             the
             Epicures
             have
             dreamed
             ,
             but
             by
             his
             speciall
             providence
             he
             hath
             such
             an
             extreame
             fatherly
             regard
             to
             us
             ,
             that
             one
             hair
             cannot
             fall
             out
             of
             our
             head
             ,
             one
             cubit
             cannot
             be
             added
             to
             our
             stature
             ,
             with
             it
             ;
             without
             the
             which
             a
             little
             sparrow
             cannot
             fall
             to
             the
             ground
             .
             So
             that
             ye
             may
             evidently
             perceive
             ,
             that
             nature
             ,
             experience
             ,
             and
             God
             himself
             prove
             the
             truth
             of
             this
             assertion
             ,
             
               It
               is
               appointed
               ,
            
             &c.
             
          
        
         
           
           
             The
             uses
             of
             this
             generall
             doctrine
             are
             especially
             these
             two
             .
          
           
             
             The
             first
             use
             is
             of
             instruction
             ,
             
               It
               is
               appointed
               ,
            
             &c.
             
          
           
             Then
             let
             not
             us
             be
             so
             foolish
             as
             to
             fret
             against
             nature
             ;
             so
             stubborne
             as
             to
             grudge
             against
             experience
             ;
             so
             profane
             ,
             as
             to
             dispute
             against
             God
             :
             Why
             hast
             thou
             made
             us
             thus
             ?
             for
             
               Esay
            
             45.
             9.
             
             
               Wo
               unto
               him
               that
               striveth
               with
               his
               Maker
               ?
               shall
               the
               clay
               say
               to
               him
               that
               fashioneth
               it
               ,
               What
               makest
               thou
               ?
            
             That
             threefold
             appointment
             is
             
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
            
             ,
             the
             bottomelesse
             deep
             of
             the
             unsearchable
             waies
             of
             God.
             It
             is
             a
             labyrinth
             ,
             we
             may
             well
             finde
             the
             entry
             ,
             but
             never
             get
             the
             outgate
             of
             it
             ;
             it
             is
             a
             steep
             rock
             ,
             we
             may
             well
             climbe
             up
             ,
             but
             the
             downfall
             is
             great
             ;
             it
             is
             an
             Ocean
             ,
             and
             our
             boat
             is
             too
             light
             and
             shallow
             for
             it
             ;
             not
             unlike
             the
             head
             of
             that
             great
             river
             
               Nilus
               ,
            
             which
             could
             never
             be
             found
             out
             .
             So
             that
             seeing
             our
             dayes
             are
             short
             ,
             let
             us
             say
             with
             
               Moses
               ,
               Psal
               .
            
             90.
             
             
               Lord
               teach
               us
               so
               to
               number
               our
               dayes
               ,
               that
               we
               may
               apply
               our
               hearts
               unto
               wisedome
               .
            
             And
             with
             that
             notable
             patterne
             of
             patience
             ,
             that
             excellent
             doctor
             upon
             this
             point
             ,
             
               Job
            
             14.
             14.
             
             
               All
               the
               dayes
               of
            
             
               
               my
               appointed
               time
               will
               I
               wait
               til
               my
               change
               come
               :
            
             alwayes
             in
             much
             humiliation
             and
             reverence
             ,
             prostrating
             our
             souls
             before
             the
             sacred
             and
             dreadfull
             Majestie
             of
             our
             God
             ,
             who
             rideth
             upon
             the
             heavens
             ,
             and
             dwelleth
             in
             that
             inaccessible
             light
             ,
             cloathed
             with
             ravishing
             glory
             ,
             armed
             with
             innumerable
             legions
             of
             angels
             ,
             crowned
             with
             unspeakable
             blessednesse
             ;
             at
             whose
             presence
             the
             Cedars
             of
             Lebanon
             are
             throwne
             down
             ,
             the
             forrests
             denuded
             ,
             the
             earth
             trembleth
             ,
             the
             sea
             roareth
             ,
             the
             mountaines
             melte
             like
             waxe
             ;
             and
             all
             the
             inhabitants
             of
             the
             earth
             are
             as
             stubble
             before
             the
             fire
             ;
             the
             sun
             and
             moone
             obscured
             ,
             the
             stars
             darkned
             ,
             the
             powers
             of
             heaven
             weakened
             ,
             the
             Cherubims
             and
             Seraphims
             cover
             their
             faces
             ,
             not
             able
             to
             behold
             the
             brightnesse
             of
             him
             ,
             whom
             the
             angels
             adore
             ,
             the
             thrones
             worship
             ,
             the
             devils
             fear
             .
             So
             that
             wee
             must
             confesse
             ,
             whether
             wee
             lie
             or
             stand
             ,
             wee
             run
             or
             walk
             ,
             we
             sleep
             or
             awake
             ,
             or
             whatsoever
             we
             do
             ,
             we
             can
             neither
             by
             force
             ,
             subtiltie
             or
             request
             recall
             his
             irrevocable
             decree
             ,
             by
             whose
             unsearchable
             wisedome
             ,
             and
             unchangeable
             providence
             ,
             and
             almighty
             power
             ,
             all
             befalleth
             us
             ,
             that
             doth
             befall
             us
             .
             Is
             it
             then
             
             Gods
             ordinance
             to
             day
             to
             deprive
             our
             king
             of
             a
             valiant
             subject
             ,
             the
             nobles
             of
             a
             peere
             ,
             the
             countrey
             ▪
             of
             a
             baron
             ,
             the
             house
             of
             a
             head
             ,
             the
             obedient
             son
             of
             a
             dear
             father
             ,
             and
             our selves
             of
             a
             welbeloved
             and
             worthie
             friend
             ?
             Let
             us
             be
             taught
             ,
             that
             the
             rarest
             and
             highest
             spirits
             live
             shortest
             ,
             and
             have
             the
             swiftest
             course
             ,
             and
             that
             these
             whom
             God
             tendereth
             most
             ,
             are
             earliest
             taken
             to
             himself
             :
             and
             let
             us
             not
             be
             so
             ignorant
             as
             to
             lay
             the
             blame
             upon
             second
             causes
             ,
             such
             as
             the
             influence
             of
             heaven
             ,
             the
             aire
             ,
             the
             dyet
             ,
             the
             complexion
             ,
             untimely
             disease
             ,
             the
             company
             ,
             the
             mediciner
             ;
             but
             let
             us
             look
             higher
             to
             the
             cause
             of
             causes
             ,
             GOD
             ;
             who
             is
             as
             the
             first
             wheele
             of
             the
             horologe
             ,
             which
             leadeth
             the
             rest
             :
             as
             the
             
               primum
               mobile
               ,
            
             which
             draweth
             about
             with
             it
             all
             the
             inferiour
             sphears
             .
             To
             be
             plaine
             ,
             what
             are
             we
             but
             clay
             in
             the
             great
             potters
             hand
             ?
             GOD
             make
             us
             pitchers
             of
             mercie
             ,
             and
             not
             of
             wrath
             ;
             vessels
             of
             honour
             ,
             and
             not
             of
             dishonour
             :
             What
             are
             we
             ?
             not
             idle
             spectators
             ,
             but
             reall
             actors
             in
             the
             scene
             of
             this
             world
             ;
             and
             God
             is
             the
             great
             playmaster
             and
             ring-leader
             :
             what
             ever
             habite
             or
             person
             he
             commandeth
             us
             to
             take
             ,
             that
             wee
             must
             
             play
             well
             .
             Let
             us
             enact
             a
             comedie
             ,
             and
             not
             a
             tragedie
             :
             for
             this
             hath
             a
             joyfull
             beginning
             ,
             but
             a
             wofull
             end
             :
             Lord
             make
             us
             wise
             actors
             ,
             and
             not
             formalists
             ,
             temporizers
             ,
             verbalists
             ,
             hypocrites
             ,
             that
             in
             the
             last
             act
             of
             our
             lives
             (
             which
             either
             is
             the
             most
             joyfull
             ,
             or
             the
             most
             dolefull
             )
             wee
             may
             prove
             good
             ,
             solid
             ,
             and
             persevering
             Christians
             ,
             that
             so
             wee
             may
             receive
             the
             crowne
             of
             life
             .
          
        
         
           
             The
             seconduse
             is
             of
             consolation
             .
          
           
             
             Is
             it
             Gods
             appointment
             to
             take
             from
             us
             by
             death
             these
             whom
             we
             love
             in
             their
             life
             ,
             as
             our
             other
             selves
             ;
             such
             as
             a
             dutifull
             wife
             ,
             an
             obedient
             childe
             ,
             a
             kinde
             friend
             :
             then
             let
             us
             say
             with
             
               Job
               ,
               chap.
            
             1.
             
               v.
            
             21.
             
             
               The
               Lord
               hath
               given
               ,
               the
               Lord
               hath
               taken
               ,
               blessed
               bee
               the
               name
               of
               the
               Lord.
            
             Let
             us
             not
             burst
             out
             into
             womanish
             complaints
             ,
             O
             dear
             father
             where
             art
             thou
             !
             O
             sweet
             son
             where
             art
             thou
             !
             O
             loving
             husband
             where
             art
             thou
             !
             shall
             I
             see
             you
             no
             more
             !
             Nor
             unto
             heathenish
             and
             comfortlesse
             exclamations
             in
             cursing
             the
             elements
             ,
             or
             in
             blaspheming
             their
             false
             gods
             ,
             thirtie
             thousand
             in
             number
             :
             nor
             unto
             the
             excessive
             ,
             or
             immoderate
             
             lamentations
             of
             some
             Paganes
             ,
             as
             these
             of
             
               China
               ,
            
             who
             burie
             themselves
             quick
             with
             their
             dead
             :
             nor
             unto
             the
             barbarous
             ,
             &
             savage
             custome
             of
             
               Scythia
               ,
            
             who
             burie
             their
             dead
             in
             their
             stomacks
             by
             eating
             thē
             ;
             nor
             unto
             the
             vaine
             super
             fluities
             of
             Indian
             or
             Egyptiack
             lustrations
             ,
             or
             denicall
             festivities
             ,
             viscerations
             ,
             funerall
             playes
             ,
             and
             banquets
             called
             
               Silicernia
               ,
            
             invented
             by
             the
             old
             Romanes
             :
             nor
             unto
             the
             sottish
             and
             blockish
             stupiditie
             ,
             apathie
             ,
             or
             indolence
             of
             the
             Stoicks
             ,
             who
             had
             no
             more
             sense
             then
             if
             they
             were
             stocks
             or
             stones
             ,
             and
             defined
             man
             to
             bee
             
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
            
             ,
             
               id
               est
               ,
            
             well
             wrought
             clay
             ,
             who
             with
             
               Epictetus
            
             thought
             no
             more
             of
             the
             death
             of
             their
             trustie
             and
             best
             friend
             then
             of
             a
             pitcher
             ,
             fallen
             &
             broken
             upon
             the
             ground
             :
             but
             wee
             ought
             to
             keepe
             a
             laudable
             sobriety
             ,
             &
             golden
             mediocrity
             ,
             having
             warrant
             of
             God
             ,
             instinct
             of
             nature
             ,
             practise
             of
             Christ
             ,
             examples
             of
             the
             Saints
             .
             1.
             
             Warrant
             of
             God
             ,
             who
             commands
             us
             ,
             
               mourne
               with
               those
               that
               mourn
               ,
               for
               we
               shall
               be
               comforted
               ,
               Mat.
            
             5.
             4.
             
             And
             if
             he
             be
             moved
             in
             the
             very
             bowels
             of
             his
             compassion
             for
             the
             sinnes
             of
             his
             people
             ,
             how
             should
             wee
             bee
             moved
             for
             our
             owne
             sinnes
             ,
             which
             procure
             
             our
             death
             ,
             and
             the
             death
             of
             our
             best
             beloved
             ?
             for
             the
             Christian
             heart
             should
             not
             be
             a
             marble
             ,
             but
             a
             melting
             ;
             not
             a
             stony
             ,
             but
             a
             fleshie
             ;
             not
             a
             hardened
             ,
             but
             a
             contrite
             heart
             ;
             and
             godly
             sorrow
             is
             one
             of
             the
             passions
             thereof
             .
             2.
             
             Instinct
             of
             nature
             :
             not
             only
             the
             tender
             hearted
             Pelican
             ,
             but
             the
             irony
             hearted
             Ostrich
             wil
             love
             her
             young
             ones
             :
             the
             cruell
             Lyonesse
             ,
             the
             fierce
             Tigre
             ,
             the
             fierie
             Dragon
             ,
             the
             venemous
             Serpent
             ,
             Viper
             ,
             Basilisk
             will
             bring
             up
             ,
             and
             nourish
             their
             wicked
             broode
             ;
             and
             shall
             a
             reasonable
             mother
             forget
             her
             childe
             ,
             or
             when
             it
             is
             dead
             before
             her
             ,
             not
             let
             a
             tear
             fall
             ?
             or
             can
             the
             son
             here
             present
             ,
             see
             his
             loving
             father
             ,
             and
             compassionate
             mother
             lye
             cold
             and
             stiffe
             ,
             and
             not
             sigh
             ,
             sob
             ,
             groane
             ,
             weep
             ,
             to
             testifie
             his
             inward
             ,
             howbeit
             inutterable
             grief
             ?
             in
             such
             case
             where
             the
             eyes
             are
             dry
             ,
             the
             heart
             must
             be
             of
             stone
             ,
             flint
             ,
             adamant
             .
             3.
             
             Practice
             of
             Christ
             ,
             who
             wept
             over
             dead
             
               Lazarus
               ;
            
             he
             might
             have
             quickened
             him
             at
             the
             first
             instant
             ,
             yet
             to
             expresse
             his
             naturall
             affection
             hee
             wept
             :
             but
             we
             ,
             seeing
             we
             cannot
             restore
             these
             two
             unto
             life
             ,
             let
             us
             mourne
             for
             them
             ,
             for
             fear
             the
             God
             of
             nature
             thinke
             us
             unnaturall
             ,
             who
             if
             wee
             shed
             moderate
             teares
             ,
             hee
             will
             seal
             
             them
             up
             in
             the
             bottel
             of
             mercies
             ,
             till
             at
             length
             he
             wipe
             all
             tears
             from
             our
             eyes
             ,
             that
             we
             may
             see
             clearly
             these
             
               quos
               praemittimus
               ,
               non
               amittimus
               ;
               quos
               non
               absumptura
               mors
               ,
               sed
               aeternitas
               receptura
               est
               :
            
             that
             is
             ,
             whom
             we
             lose
             not
             ,
             but
             send
             before
             us
             ;
             whom
             death
             will
             not
             consume
             ,
             but
             eternitie
             resume
             ,
             as
             saith
             
               Ambrose
               .
            
             So
             that
             we
             ought
             to
             glory
             in
             this
             ,
             that
             in
             them
             as
             arrha's
             and
             pledges
             ,
             and
             forerunners
             ,
             one
             part
             of
             us
             is
             already
             glorified
             .
             4
             Examples
             of
             the
             Saints
             ,
             as
             of
             
               Abraham
               ,
               Gen.
            
             23.
             2.
             who
             mourned
             for
             his
             wife
             
               Sarah
               .
            
             Of
             
               Jacob
               ,
               Gen.
            
             37.
             33.
             who
             mourned
             exceedingly
             for
             
               Joseph
               ,
            
             whom
             hee
             thought
             a
             wilde
             beast
             had
             rent
             in
             pieces
             .
             Of
             
               Joseph
            
             againe
             ,
             
               Gen.
            
             50.
             1.
             who
             fell
             upon
             
               Jacob
            
             his
             fathers
             face
             ,
             and
             wept
             upon
             him
             ,
             and
             kissed
             him
             .
             Of
             
               David
               ,
            
             2
             
               Sam.
            
             1.
             who
             lamented
             with
             his
             lamentation
             over
             
               Saul
            
             and
             
               Jonathan
               .
            
             Of
             
               Judah
            
             and
             
               Jerusalem
               ,
            
             with
             
               Jeremie
            
             and
             the
             singers
             ,
             who
             mourned
             greatly
             in
             the
             death
             of
             their
             good
             king
             
               Josiah
               ,
            
             which
             is
             called
             
               the
               mourning
               of
               Hadadrimmon
               in
               the
               valley
               of
               Megiddon
               .
               Zech.
            
             12.
             11.
             
             
               Object
               .
            
             But
             yee
             will
             say
             ,
             What
             ?
             may
             we
             not
             weep
             exceedingly
             at
             funerals
             ,
             being
             grounded
             
             upon
             that
             same
             publick
             example
             of
             the
             
               Israelites
               ,
            
             2.
             
             
               Chron.
            
             35.
             24
             ?
             
               I
               answer
               .
            
             Indeed
             all
             occasions
             are
             not
             alike
             ,
             by
             reason
             of
             the
             divers
             qualities
             of
             the
             defunct
             ,
             who
             being
             all
             one
             to
             God
             ,
             to
             man
             are
             not
             so
             .
             Therefore
             if
             at
             any
             time
             great
             lamentation
             should
             have
             place
             ,
             and
             if
             the
             nobilitie
             ,
             ministery
             ,
             commonaltie
             ,
             should
             utter
             their
             inward
             grief
             ,
             with
             outward
             gesture-of
             cloathes
             or
             speeches
             ;
             then
             it
             should
             be
             especially
             at
             the
             death
             of
             good
             ,
             godly
             ,
             and
             vertuous
             pr
             inces
             ,
             who
             because
             they
             are
             Gods
             lieutenants
             ,
             deputies
             ,
             and
             vicegerents
             ,
             and
             vive
             representations
             on
             earth
             ,
             God
             himself
             calleth
             them
             gods
             ,
             and
             will
             have
             them
             to
             die
             like
             men
             .
             Now
             as
             in
             their
             lives
             and
             reignes
             we
             ought
             them
             for
             conscience
             sake
             ,
             worldly
             respect
             ,
             and
             civill
             honour
             :
             so
             in
             their
             death
             we
             should
             be
             affected
             towards
             their
             happie
             memories
             as
             it
             becometh
             Christians
             ;
             because
             oftentimes
             by
             the
             sinnes
             of
             the
             people
             many
             princes
             reigne
             :
             for
             our
             sins
             ,
             alas
             ,
             our
             sinnes
             they
             remove
             the
             light
             of
             Gods
             favourable
             countenance
             with
             the
             best
             men
             in
             church
             and
             policie
             ;
             who
             because
             we
             are
             not
             worthy
             of
             them
             ,
             such
             as
             Heroick
             kings
             ,
             well-affected
             nobles
             ,
             wise
             
             counsellers
             ,
             great
             officers
             of
             state
             ,
             inferiour
             judges
             ,
             religious
             prelates
             ,
             &
             zealous
             preachers
             ,
             who
             are
             as
             so
             many
             lamping
             lights
             and
             beautiful
             stars
             in
             the
             right
             hand
             of
             Christ
             ,
             fixed
             by
             God
             in
             the
             firmament
             of
             his
             militant
             Church
             ,
             are
             often
             taken
             from
             us
             in
             judgement
             ;
             and
             if
             they
             be
             once
             eclipsed
             ,
             like
             the
             sun
             ,
             they
             breed
             darknes
             upon
             the
             horizon
             of
             this
             inferior
             world
             .
             Did
             ye
             not
             deeply
             consider
             ,
             when
             that
             God
             from
             the
             heavens
             did
             frown
             upon
             us
             ,
             in
             taking
             away
             the
             only
             
               Solomon
            
             of
             our
             time
             ,
             our
             gracious
             Soveraigne
             King
             JAMES
             of
             thrice
             happy
             memory
             ,
             two
             of
             our
             speciall
             pieres
             ,
             two
             props
             of
             our
             common-wealth
             ;
             with
             two
             great
             divines
             ,
             two
             pillars
             of
             our
             church
             ,
             followed
             a
             little
             thereafter
             ,
             and
             yet
             we
             had
             greater
             occasion
             to
             mourn
             for
             our
             sinnes
             then
             for
             them
             ?
             for
             they
             were
             taken
             away
             ,
             that
             they
             might
             not
             see
             the
             judgements
             to
             come
             .
             But
             not
             to
             digresse
             overmuch
             upon
             this
             discourse
             ,
             receive
             these
             two
             wholesome
             instructions
             .
             The
             first
             is
             out
             of
             
               Ecclesiasticus
               ,
            
             a
             wise
             ,
             though
             not
             a
             canonick
             book
             ,
             chap.
             38.
             
             
               Let
               tears
               follow
               the
               dead
               ,
               and
               cover
               his
               body
               according
               to
               the
               custome
               ,
               and
               neglect
               not
               his
               buriall
               ,
               and
               then
               comfort
               your selves
               for
               your
            
             
               
               heavines
               ,
               for
               it
               cannot
               do
               him
               good
               ,
               but
               hurt
               you
               .
            
             I
             remember
             of
             the
             Epitaph
             of
             one
             of
             the
             kings
             of
             
               Assyria
               ,
            
             
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
            
             :
             Looking
             upon
             me
             ,
             learn
             to
             lead
             a
             holy
             and
             gody
             life
             .
             And
             if
             the
             dead
             would
             speak
             ,
             they
             would
             teach
             us
             this
             ,
             
               Videte
               quod
               sumus
               ,
               eritis
               quod
               sumus
               ,
               fuimus
               quod
               estis
               ;
            
             See
             what
             we
             are
             ,
             ye
             shal
             be
             as
             we
             are
             ,
             we
             were
             as
             ye
             are
             .
             To
             this
             effect
             have
             two
             eies
             in
             buriall
             ,
             one
             cast
             upon
             the
             dead
             ,
             and
             so
             there
             will
             be
             none
             of
             us
             so
             unnaturall
             ,
             but
             he
             will
             be
             touched
             as
             he
             who
             feeleth
             not
             the
             losse
             ,
             but
             the
             absence
             ;
             not
             the
             captivitie
             ,
             but
             the
             libertie
             ;
             not
             the
             death
             ,
             but
             the
             change
             of
             his
             friend
             to
             a
             better
             estate
             .
             And
             if
             we
             do
             so
             ,
             our
             cariage
             cannot
             but
             be
             decent
             ,
             modest
             ,
             circumspect
             ,
             wise
             ,
             charitable
             ;
             in
             a
             word
             ,
             Christiā
             ,
             another
             eie
             fixed
             upon
             God
             ,
             who
             is
             al
             eye
             ,
             and
             not
             only
             beholds
             the
             things
             of
             this
             great
             universe
             ,
             but
             also
             the
             very
             inward
             reines
             ,
             and
             most
             latent
             corners
             of
             the
             hearts
             of
             men
             .
             And
             if
             we
             do
             so
             ,
             there
             wil
             be
             none
             of
             us
             but
             wil
             bridle
             his
             natural
             affections
             &
             secret
             passions
             in
             such
             fashion
             ,
             that
             they
             carry
             him
             not
             beyond
             the
             bounds
             of
             right
             ,
             reason
             ,
             moderation
             ,
             religion
             .
             The
             second
             is
             out
             of
             St.
             
               Paul
               ,
            
             1
             
               Thess
               .
            
             4.
             13
             ,
             14.
             
             
               I
               would
               not
            
             
               
               have
               you
               ignorant
               ,
               brethren
               ,
               concerning
               them
               which
               are
               asleep
               ,
               that
               ye
               sorrow
               not
               even
               as
               others
               which
               have
               no
               hope
               :
            
             for
             if
             we
             beleeve
             that
             Jesus
             died
             ,
             &
             rose
             again
             ,
             even
             so
             also
             them
             who
             sleep
             in
             Jesus
             ,
             wil
             God
             bring
             with
             him
             ,
             that
             we
             may
             all
             meet
             where
             our
             last
             randevous
             ,
             heaven
             ,
             is
             ;
             and
             there
             be
             united
             to
             God
             ,
             who
             is
             the
             center
             of
             all
             ,
             yea
             all
             in
             all
             .
             And
             thus
             farre
             of
             that
             generall
             doctrine
             with
             the
             uses
             thereof
             .
             Now
             let
             me
             come
             to
             some
             speciall
             doctrines
             which
             are
             as
             so
             many
             necessary
             consequences
             of
             it
             .
          
           
             
             The
             first
             doctrine
             by
             way
             of
             consequence
             is
             this
             ,
             
               [
               It
               is
               appointed
               ]
            
             Then
             there
             is
             nothing
             in
             this
             world
             able
             to
             save
             a
             man
             frō
             the
             piercing
             stroak
             of
             death
             ;
             beauty
             cannot
             keep
             
               Absalom
               ,
            
             nor
             strength
             
               Sampson
               ,
            
             nor
             valour
             
               Josua
               ,
            
             nor
             wisedome
             
               Solomon
               ,
            
             nor
             policy
             
               Achitophel
               ,
            
             nor
             court
             
               Haman
               ,
            
             nor
             the
             crown
             
               Saul
               ,
            
             nor
             an
             hundreth
             and
             twenty
             seven
             provinces
             
               Ahasuerus
               ,
            
             nor
             the
             palace
             
               Nebuchadnezzar
               ,
            
             nor
             nine
             hundred
             sixty
             and
             nine
             years
             
               Methusalem
               :
            
             What
             ?
             the
             best
             things
             could
             not
             keep
             the
             godliest
             from
             the
             same
             .
             Righteousnesse
             could
             not
             keep
             
               Noah
               ,
            
             nor
             faithfulnesse
             
               Abraham
               ,
            
             nor
             meeknesse
             
               Moses
               ,
            
             nor
             integritie
             
               Samuel
               ,
            
             nor
             patience
             
               Job
               ,
            
             nor
             a
             
             blamelesse
             life
             
               Zacharias
               ,
            
             nor
             the
             heart
             of
             God
             
               David
               .
            
             The
             bark
             defendeth
             the
             tree
             ,
             the
             feather
             the
             fowle
             ,
             the
             scale
             the
             fish
             ,
             the
             feet
             the
             Hynde
             and
             the
             Hare
             ,
             and
             armour
             one
             man
             against
             another
             .
             And
             as
             saith
             Epicurus
             ,
             against
             all
             other
             things
             we
             may
             arme
             our selves
             ,
             but
             against
             death
             there
             is
             no
             armour
             ,
             for
             it
             consumeth
             armour
             it selfe
             :
             in
             which
             sense
             
               Alexander
            
             the
             great
             said
             to
             the
             
               Gymnosophists
               ,
            
             hee
             could
             not
             give
             them
             immortalitie
             .
             And
             the
             wise
             man
             affirmeth
             this
             ,
             
               Prov.
            
             30.
             16.
             
             
               The
               grave
               ,
               the
               barren
               wombe
               ,
               the
               earth
               ,
               and
               the
               fire
               ,
               they
               never
               say
               ,
               Enough
               .
            
             As
             the
             barren
             womb
             cannot
             be
             filled
             with
             seed
             ,
             nor
             the
             earth
             with
             waters
             ,
             nor
             the
             fire
             with
             fewell
             ,
             so
             the
             grave
             is
             never
             satisfied
             with
             the
             dead
             .
             Death
             is
             rigorous
             ,
             inflexible
             ,
             inexorable
             ,
             irrevocable
             ,
             irreparable
             .
             This
             is
             verified
             in
             the
             worthie
             Patriarchs
             ,
             or
             Genearchs
             ,
             before
             and
             after
             the
             floud
             ;
             in
             the
             religious
             judges
             and
             kings
             of
             Israel
             ,
             in
             the
             divine
             Prophets
             ,
             Evangelists
             ,
             Apostles
             ,
             in
             the
             reverend
             fathers
             ,
             doctours
             and
             preachers
             of
             the
             primit●●
             and
             reformed
             churches
             ,
             in
             all
             the
             Martyrs
             ,
             with
             the
             rest
             of
             Gods
             elect
             ,
             two
             being
             extraordinarily
             excepted
             .
             Yea
             ,
             it
             behoved
             Christ
             Jesus
             ,
             God
             and
             man
             in
             
             one
             person
             ,
             hypostatically
             united
             ,
             albeit
             he
             was
             the
             prince
             of
             life
             ,
             to
             lay
             down
             his
             precious
             life
             for
             man
             ,
             dead
             in
             sinnes
             and
             trespasses
             ,
             and
             so
             take
             away
             the
             guilt
             of
             sinne
             ,
             and
             the
             sting
             of
             death
             .
             So
             that
             unhappie
             is
             that
             man
             who
             seeks
             and
             sues
             by
             all
             meanes
             to
             flee
             from
             death
             ;
             for
             wheresoever
             he
             go
             it
             wil
             meet
             him
             ,
             either
             soone
             or
             late
             ,
             or
             whosoever
             places
             his
             chief
             felicitie
             here
             ,
             where
             there
             is
             nothing
             but
             miserie
             ,
             or
             thinkes
             of
             a
             brittle
             and
             transitory
             cottage
             ,
             to
             make
             a
             sure
             and
             permanent
             citie
             :
             for
             as
             long
             as
             we
             are
             in
             the
             flesh
             ,
             we
             are
             absent
             from
             the
             Lord
             ,
             debarred
             and
             sequestrate
             from
             our
             eldest
             brother
             ,
             who
             even
             now
             is
             preparing
             a
             place
             for
             us
             ,
             that
             shal
             never
             be
             taken
             from
             us
             .
             And
             by
             the
             contrary
             ,
             happie
             is
             hee
             that
             prepareth
             himselfe
             timously
             ,
             that
             when
             deaths
             doome
             is
             execute
             upon
             him
             ,
             he
             may
             be
             found
             ready
             for
             those
             heavenly
             mansions
             ,
             so
             glorious
             by
             creation
             ,
             so
             beautifull
             in
             situation
             ,
             so
             rich
             in
             possession
             ,
             so
             commodious
             for
             habitation
             ;
             Where
             the
             king
             is
             Christ
             ;
             the
             law
             ,
             love
             ;
             the
             life
             ,
             eternitie
             ;
             life
             without
             death
             ,
             light
             without
             darknes
             ,
             mirth
             without
             sadnes
             ,
             health
             without
             sicknesse
             ,
             wealth
             without
             poverty
             ,
             
             credit
             without
             disgrace
             ,
             beauty
             without
             blemish
             ,
             bountie
             without
             measure
             ,
             felicitie
             without
             any
             mixture
             of
             misery
             .
             O
             Lord
             take
             us
             from
             our selves
             to
             thy self
             there
             ,
             where
             thou
             shalt
             be
             life
             to
             our
             souls
             ,
             health
             to
             our
             bodies
             ,
             sight
             to
             our
             eyes
             ,
             musick
             to
             our
             ears
             ,
             honey
             to
             our
             mouthes
             ,
             perfume
             to
             our
             nostrils
             ,
             meat
             to
             our
             bellies
             ,
             truth
             to
             our
             wits
             ,
             good
             to
             our
             wills
             ,
             peace
             to
             our
             consciences
             ,
             delight
             to
             our
             affections
             :
             in
             a
             word
             ,
             as
             saith
             
               Bernard
               ,
            
             where
             thou
             shalt
             be
             the
             soule
             of
             our
             soules
             .
             We
             say
             with
             
               Augustine
               ,
               Fecistinos
               ,
               domine
               ,
               ad
               te
               :
               inquietum
               erit
               cor
               nostrum
               donec
               requiescat
               in
               te
               .
            
             Thou
             art
             the
             center
             of
             our
             soules
             ,
             we
             cannot
             be
             at
             rest
             till
             that
             once
             we
             see
             thee
             ,
             that
             in
             seeing
             thee
             ,
             we
             may
             know
             thee
             ;
             in
             knowing
             thee
             ,
             we
             may
             possesse
             thee
             ;
             in
             possessing
             thee
             ,
             love
             thee
             ;
             in
             loving
             thee
             ,
             live
             with
             thee
             and
             in
             thee
             ;
             in
             living
             with
             thee
             ,
             and
             by
             thee
             become
             one
             with
             thee
             ,
             receive
             that
             palme
             of
             victory
             ,
             the
             garland
             of
             triumph
             ,
             that
             crowne
             of
             immortalitie
             from
             thee
             .
             Oh
             fain
             would
             we
             be
             at
             thee
             !
             but
             our
             sins
             cloy
             and
             clog
             us
             ,
             and
             pull
             us
             downe
             by
             the
             neck
             and
             shoulders
             .
             O
             Jesus
             who
             art
             our
             valiant
             and
             unconquerable
             
             captaine
             ,
             take
             thy
             al-piercing
             sword
             from
             thy
             thigh
             ,
             and
             cut
             the
             fetters
             of
             sin
             ,
             &
             the
             bands
             of
             Satan
             ,
             that
             our
             souls
             ,
             like
             so
             many
             soaring
             Eagles
             ,
             may
             flee
             out
             of
             these
             base
             and
             corruptible
             prisons
             of
             our
             bodies
             ,
             to
             those
             royall
             palaces
             of
             that
             free
             ,
             new
             ,
             supernall
             Jerusalem
             ,
             the
             mother
             of
             us
             all
             .
          
           
             
             Use
             of
             admonition
             :
             Is
             death
             inevitable
             ,
             and
             the
             stroak
             thereof
             irreparable
             ?
             then
             let
             us
             in
             time
             thinke
             upon
             it
             .
             This
             is
             the
             day
             of
             salvation
             ,
             if
             this
             sun-shine
             of
             grace
             once
             set
             ,
             it
             will
             never
             rise
             again
             ;
             and
             we
             are
             either
             won
             or
             lost
             here
             ;
             and
             there
             is
             no
             repentance
             ,
             no
             preaching
             ,
             no
             conversion
             ,
             no
             church
             in
             hell
             .
             In
             the
             mean
             time
             ,
             this
             our
             naturall
             life
             is
             but
             a
             broken
             reed
             ,
             a
             cob-web
             to
             lean
             unto
             ,
             which
             because
             of
             the
             inconstancie
             ,
             uncertainty
             ,
             shortnesse
             ,
             naughtinesse
             of
             it
             ,
             is
             justly
             compared
             by
             profane
             and
             divine
             writers
             ,
             to
             a
             passenger
             ,
             to
             a
             walking
             ,
             to
             a
             pilgrimage
             ,
             to
             a
             race
             ,
             to
             a
             post
             ,
             to
             a
             chariot
             ,
             to
             a
             whirlegig
             ,
             to
             a
             warfare
             ,
             to
             a
             tabernacle
             ,
             to
             the
             flitting
             of
             a
             tabernacle
             ,
             to
             a
             turning
             wheel
             ,
             to
             a
             stage-play
             ,
             to
             a
             table-play
             ,
             to
             dice
             ,
             to
             counters
             ,
             to
             a
             tale
             ,
             to
             a
             tennice-court
             ,
             to
             a
             weavers
             shutle
             ,
             to
             the
             dayes
             of
             a
             hireling
             ,
             to
             the
             moneths
             of
             vanitie
             ,
             to
             the
             
             wing
             of
             an
             eagle
             ,
             to
             an
             eagle
             in
             the
             aire
             ,
             to
             a
             span
             ,
             or
             hand-breadth
             ,
             to
             a
             smoak
             ,
             to
             a
             blast
             ,
             to
             a
             breath
             ,
             to
             winde
             ,
             to
             a
             passing
             cloud
             ,
             to
             a
             vanishing
             vapour
             ,
             to
             a
             bell
             ,
             to
             a
             space
             ,
             to
             a
             tyde
             ,
             to
             an
             ocean
             of
             waters
             ,
             to
             a
             ship
             sayling
             through
             the
             sea
             ,
             to
             a
             gowne
             soon
             put
             off
             or
             on
             ,
             to
             a
             sleep
             ,
             to
             a
             night
             watch
             ,
             to
             grasse
             ,
             to
             hay
             ,
             to
             a
             fading
             flower
             ,
             to
             a
             leaf
             ,
             to
             a
             thought
             ,
             to
             a
             dream
             ,
             to
             a
             shadow
             ,
             to
             the
             dream
             of
             a
             shadow
             ,
             to
             vanity
             ,
             to
             vanity
             of
             vanities
             ,
             to
             nothing
             ,
             to
             lesse
             then
             nothing
             .
             This
             
               Epicharmus
            
             alludeth
             unto
             ,
             while
             he
             calleth
             man
             
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
            
             ,
             a
             blowne
             bagge
             .
             
               Aristophanes
               ,
            
             and
             
               Plutarch
            
             
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
            
             ,
             like
             the
             flies
             of
             
               Aristotle
            
             at
             the
             river
             
               Hipanis
               ,
            
             which
             appear
             in
             the
             morning
             ,
             are
             in
             their
             full
             strength
             at
             noone
             ,
             and
             die
             at
             night
             ;
             like
             
               Jonah
            
             his
             gourd
             which
             sprung
             in
             one
             night
             ,
             and
             withered
             in
             another
             ;
             wee
             are
             like
             a
             blast
             ,
             and
             away
             with
             us
             as
             ye
             say
             in
             your
             trivial
             proverb
             .
             And
             this
             we
             shall
             see
             more
             clearly
             if
             we
             look
             more
             narrowlie
             to
             our
             life
             ;
             
               Euripedes
            
             
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
            
             .
             This
             
               Augustine
            
             expoundeth
             ,
             
               I
               know
               not
               whether
               to
               call
               this
               a
               mortall
               life
               ,
               or
               a
               vitall
               death
               :
            
             
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
            
             ,
             saith
             one
             ,
             is
             
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
            
             ,
             our
             life
             is
             a
             violence
             
             or
             trouble
             ,
             
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
            
             is
             
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
            
             ,
             our
             body
             ,
             a
             sepulchre
             :
             
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
            
             is
             
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
            
             ,
             our
             beauty
             and
             colour
             ,
             a
             carion
             :
             
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
            
             is
             
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
            
             ,
             our
             frame
             and
             shape
             ,
             a
             band
             :
             
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
            
             ,
             our
             generation
             is
             a
             casting
             of
             us
             unto
             earth
             ;
             &
             another
             ,
             
               funus
               est
               fumus
               ,
            
             our
             buriall
             a
             rieke
             .
             So
             that
             this
             is
             
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
            
             ,
             a
             life
             not
             a
             life
             .
             And
             this
             shall
             be
             more
             manifest
             if
             wee
             take
             a
             view
             of
             our
             ages
             .
             First
             ,
             our
             infancie
             is
             full
             of
             infirmitie
             and
             tears
             ;
             when
             we
             are
             in
             our
             mothers
             bellies
             ,
             the
             least
             fall
             of
             her
             may
             crush
             us
             into
             pieces
             ,
             the
             smoak
             of
             a
             candle
             may
             smother
             us
             ,
             and
             she
             is
             so
             ashamed
             of
             our
             birth
             ,
             that
             no
             honest
             matron
             desireth
             to
             be
             delivered
             of
             us
             in
             publick
             ;
             And
             are
             we
             once
             come
             to
             light
             ,
             we
             creep
             in
             our
             own
             filth
             when
             other
             creatures
             take
             them
             to
             their
             feet
             or
             wings
             to
             feed
             themselves
             .
             Secondly
             ,
             our
             child-hood
             is
             full
             of
             wantonnesse
             and
             foolishnesse
             ,
             we
             hunt
             after
             toyes
             and
             trifles
             ,
             not
             able
             to
             govern
             our selves
             ;
             wearisome
             of
             the
             instruction
             of
             our
             parents
             and
             masters
             ;
             and
             when
             they
             have
             much
             troubled
             themselves
             with
             us
             ,
             we
             are
             not
             worthie
             perhaps
             the
             paines
             taking
             on
             .
             Thirdly
             ,
             our
             youth-hood
             is
             full
             of
             vaine
             ,
             idle
             ,
             and
             rash
             pleasures
             ,
             leading
             
             us
             to
             debauchery
             ,
             lulling
             us
             asleep
             in
             their
             bosome
             for
             to
             cut
             our
             throat
             ,
             like
             so
             many
             pillules
             of
             gold
             ,
             which
             under
             their
             outward
             beauty
             ,
             keep
             an
             inward
             sowrenesse
             ;
             like
             so
             many
             
               Dalila's
            
             to
             betray
             us
             to
             our
             enemies
             ;
             or
             like
             so
             many
             
               Syrens
            
             to
             devour
             us
             ;
             or
             like
             so
             many
             
               Judases
            
             to
             kill
             us
             with
             a
             kisse
             .
             Fourthly
             ,
             our
             man-hood
             is
             full
             of
             pride
             ,
             emulation
             ,
             ambition
             ,
             with
             thousands
             of
             carking
             ,
             irking
             ,
             and
             pricking
             cares
             :
             so
             that
             in
             this
             life
             we
             walke
             upon
             briars
             ,
             and
             he
             who
             hath
             the
             crowne
             on
             his
             head
             ,
             his
             heart
             is
             full
             of
             thornes
             ,
             and
             neither
             his
             purple
             ,
             nor
             his
             precious
             stones
             ,
             nor
             the
             magnificence
             of
             his
             fare
             ,
             or
             his
             court
             ,
             can
             keep
             him
             from
             traitours
             ,
             flatterers
             ,
             and
             assasinates
             .
             So
             that
             some
             princes
             have
             thus
             spoken
             of
             their
             purple
             ,
             O
             cloath
             more
             glorious
             then
             happy
             !
             Fifthly
             ,
             our
             old
             age
             is
             full
             of
             sicknesse
             ,
             complaints
             ,
             miseries
             ;
             for
             when
             a
             man
             hath
             done
             what
             he
             can
             to
             make
             himself
             honourable
             ,
             rich
             ,
             learned
             ,
             wise
             ,
             then
             it
             cometh
             to
             the
             which
             few
             winne
             ;
             many
             wish
             to
             come
             to
             it
             ,
             but
             they
             are
             no
             sooner
             arrived
             ,
             but
             they
             would
             bee
             far
             from
             it
             :
             for
             with
             it
             are
             catarrhs
             ,
             colick
             ,
             gravell
             ,
             gout
             ,
             fever
             ,
             &c.
             till
             that
             death
             
             give
             the
             stroak
             ;
             so
             that
             we
             begin
             in
             tears
             ,
             and
             end
             in
             miseries
             .
             Astrologers
             ,
             such
             as
             
               Proclus
               ,
               Ptolemee
               ,
            
             and
             
               Aliben
               ,
            
             have
             more
             subtilly
             then
             solidly
             compared
             our
             ages
             (
             looking
             to
             the
             perfection
             of
             the
             seventh
             number
             )
             to
             the
             seven
             planets
             ,
             in
             this
             manner
             :
             First
             ,
             our
             infancy
             ,
             humide
             ,
             moveable
             ,
             to
             the
             moone
             ,
             in
             the
             which
             having
             none
             ,
             or
             very
             little
             use
             of
             reason
             ,
             we
             live
             and
             grow
             like
             plants
             :
             and
             in
             this
             only
             we
             differ
             from
             them
             (
             as
             
               Philo
               Judaeus
            
             saith
             )
             that
             other
             plants
             have
             their
             roote
             on
             earth
             ,
             but
             ours
             is
             in
             the
             heaven
             .
             Secondly
             ,
             our
             child-hood
             to
             
               Mercurie
               ,
            
             wherein
             wee
             are
             taught
             and
             instructed
             .
             Thirdly
             ,
             our
             youth-hood
             to
             
               Venus
               ,
            
             the
             dayes
             of
             love
             ,
             dalliance
             ,
             and
             pleasure
             .
             Fourthly
             ,
             the
             
               Zeni
            
             of
             our
             youth
             ,
             the
             prime
             of
             our
             beauty
             ,
             to
             the
             sun
             in
             his
             goodly
             array
             .
             Fifthly
             ,
             our
             ripe
             and
             full
             man-hood
             to
             
               Mars
               ,
            
             when
             we
             bend
             our
             desires
             ,
             intentions
             ,
             determinations
             towards
             preferment
             ,
             honour
             and
             glory
             .
             Sixthly
             ,
             our
             raw
             old
             age
             ,
             to
             
               Iupiter
               ,
            
             when
             we
             begin
             to
             number
             our
             dayes
             and
             to
             apply
             our
             hearts
             unto
             wisedome
             .
             Seventhly
             ,
             our
             rotten
             and
             decrepit
             age
             
               to
               Saturne
               ,
            
             when
             we
             are
             overclouded
             with
             sorrow
             ,
             
             tending
             to
             the
             doore
             of
             death
             ,
             which
             lyeth
             wide
             open
             at
             all
             times
             to
             all
             persons
             ,
             when
             the
             tyde
             of
             our
             dayes
             shall
             have
             a
             perpetuall
             ebbe
             ,
             without
             a
             full
             
               plemmura
               ,
            
             &
             our
             leaf
             once
             fallen
             ,
             shal
             never
             spring
             up
             againe
             ,
             till
             that
             the
             world
             be
             no
             more
             .
             So
             that
             ye
             see
             ,
             howbeit
             the
             spaces
             of
             our
             short
             time
             be
             compared
             to
             the
             heavens
             above
             ,
             yet
             they
             make
             us
             not
             immortall
             .
             For
             as
             they
             have
             their
             owne
             courses
             ,
             which
             beginne
             and
             end
             according
             to
             their
             proper
             motions
             :
             even
             so
             wee
             are
             wavering
             and
             wandring
             planets
             ,
             till
             that
             our
             first
             mover
             God
             settle
             us
             with
             eternall
             rest
             .
             In
             the
             mean
             time
             ,
             we
             may
             say
             with
             
               Job
               ,
            
             ch
             .
             14.
             1
             
             
               Man
               that
               is
               borne
               of
               a
               woman
               is
               of
               few
               dayes
               and
               full
               of
               trouble
               .
            
             And
             with
             
               Jacob
               ,
               Few
               and
               evil
               are
               the
               dayes
               of
               my
               pilgrimage
               .
            
             Therefore
             let
             us
             live
             as
             sojourners
             ,
             aiming
             at
             our
             journeys
             end
             ;
             as
             runners
             ,
             looking
             for
             the
             prize
             ;
             as
             fighters
             ,
             sweating
             for
             the
             crowne
             :
             for
             this
             is
             a
             strange
             land
             ,
             and
             this
             world
             is
             a
             banishment
             ,
             and
             heaven
             is
             our
             countrey
             ,
             and
             paradise
             our
             native
             soile
             ,
             and
             GOD
             our
             Father
             ,
             and
             Christ
             our
             Brother
             ,
             and
             the
             Spirit
             our
             comforter
             ,
             and
             the
             spirits
             justified
             our
             kindred
             ,
             and
             the
             holy
             angels
             our
             companions
             .
             
             Why
             doe
             we
             not
             long
             for
             them
             ?
             But
             alas
             ,
             poore
             miserable
             wretches
             that
             we
             are
             ,
             wee
             fix
             not
             the
             eyes
             of
             our
             soules
             upon
             that
             life
             which
             is
             hid
             in
             Jesus
             ,
             otherwise
             wee
             would
             bee
             willing
             to
             lay
             downe
             this
             transitorie
             ,
             uncertain
             calamitous
             life
             ,
             for
             to
             regain
             that
             permanent
             ,
             secure
             ,
             and
             glorious
             life
             .
             Oh
             ,
             if
             wee
             could
             see
             with
             the
             eyes
             of
             faith
             the
             things
             that
             are
             not
             seen
             by
             the
             eyes
             of
             a
             naturall
             man
             ,
             and
             which
             wait
             for
             us
             !
             then
             ten
             thousand
             worlds
             would
             not
             hold
             us
             back
             from
             them
             ;
             for
             if
             there
             were
             so
             many
             ,
             they
             would
             not
             bee
             able
             to
             content
             our
             illimited
             desires
             ,
             and
             infinite
             appetites
             .
             What
             is
             then
             able
             to
             fill
             them
             ?
             I
             answer
             ;
             the
             soveraigne
             good
             ,
             the
             great
             GOD
             ,
             with
             the
             superabundant
             treasures
             of
             his
             free
             grace
             ,
             and
             undeserved
             favour
             ,
             and
             bottomlesse
             ocean
             of
             the
             multitude
             of
             his
             medicinall
             compassions
             .
             O
             Lord
             ,
             drowne
             us
             therein
             ,
             that
             the
             deep
             of
             our
             uncurable
             miseries
             may
             be
             swallowed
             up
             ,
             by
             the
             deep
             of
             thy
             restaurative
             ,
             and
             preservative
             mercies
             :
             for
             this
             is
             the
             life
             of
             thee
             our
             everloving
             ,
             everliving
             God
             in
             Christ
             Jesus
             .
             Sweet
             hearts
             ,
             pray
             that
             ye
             may
             bee
             once
             inspired
             by
             this
             ;
             and
             surely
             heaven
             shall
             bee
             your
             
             home
             ;
             God
             your
             portion
             ,
             strength
             ,
             salvation
             ,
             with
             whom
             if
             once
             ye
             dwel
             there
             ,
             yee
             shall
             lacke
             nothing
             .
             What
             would
             yee
             have
             ?
             Is
             there
             a
             better
             then
             eternall
             life
             ?
             it
             is
             there
             .
             Would
             yee
             have
             a
             crowne
             ?
             Is
             there
             a
             bettter
             then
             an
             incorruptible
             crowne
             of
             uncomprehensible
             glorie
             ?
             it
             is
             there
             .
             Would
             yee
             have
             a
             kingdome
             ?
             Is
             there
             a
             better
             then
             that
             which
             cannot
             be
             shaken
             ?
             it
             is
             there
             .
             Would
             yee
             have
             an
             inheritance
             ?
             Is
             there
             a
             better
             then
             an
             immortall
             ,
             undefiled
             ,
             that
             fadeth
             not
             away
             ?
             it
             is
             there
             .
             And
             where
             ?
             where
             the
             poorest
             begger
             of
             you
             shall
             bee
             richer
             then
             all
             the
             kings
             of
             this
             earth
             ;
             for
             putting
             a
             way
             his
             clouts
             ,
             he
             shall
             put
             on
             the
             glorious
             robe
             of
             Christs
             righteousnesse
             ,
             and
             receive
             that
             crowne
             of
             justice
             ,
             weightier
             then
             the
             whole
             masse
             of
             this
             earthly
             globe
             ,
             because
             it
             is
             the
             eternall
             weight
             of
             glorie
             ,
             and
             so
             is
             more
             precious
             then
             all
             the
             diadem's
             and
             scepters
             of
             
               Alexander
               ,
               Caesar
               ;
            
             with
             the
             mightiest
             princes
             ,
             who
             now
             are
             turned
             into
             muddy
             dust
             ,
             filthie
             stinke
             ,
             dreadfull
             horrour
             ,
             perpetuall
             oblivion
             :
             for
             death
             is
             able
             to
             make
             us
             know
             our selves
             one
             day
             .
             It
             will
             tell
             to
             the
             proud
             ,
             that
             he
             is
             abject
             ;
             to
             the
             rich
             ,
             that
             hee
             is
             a
             beggar
             ;
             to
             the
             
             beautifull
             ,
             that
             hee
             is
             evill
             favoured
             ;
             to
             the
             ambitious
             ,
             whom
             now
             territories
             ,
             and
             dominions
             will
             not
             content
             ,
             then
             seven
             foot
             of
             ground
             shall
             cover
             him
             ,
             with
             these
             two
             short
             words
             ,
             
               hic
               jacet
               ;
            
             here
             he
             lyeth
             ;
             &
             
               quem
               terra
               non
               cepit
               ,
               urna
               capit
               :
               Hee
               whom
               the
               universe
               could
               not
               containe
               ,
               his
               ashes
               lye
               in
               a
               little
               pitcher
               .
            
          
           
             
             The
             second
             doctrine
             by
             way
             of
             consequence
             is
             this
             ;
             
               (
               Is
               it
               appointed
               ,
            
             &
             c
             ?
             )
             Then
             man
             should
             prepare
             himself
             not
             onely
             for
             the
             end
             of
             this
             decrepit
             world
             that
             is
             come
             upon
             us
             ,
             but
             also
             for
             his
             own
             end
             ,
             with
             a
             generous
             and
             masculous
             courage
             ,
             saluting
             and
             inviting
             that
             which
             he
             cannot
             shunne
             .
             The
             thing
             that
             makes
             us
             so
             negligent
             is
             our
             not
             preparation
             at
             all
             :
             for
             the
             day
             of
             our
             dissolution
             is
             assuredly
             at
             hand
             ;
             death
             is
             at
             the
             doore
             ,
             where
             it
             knocks
             it
             must
             enter
             ,
             no
             iron
             or
             brasen
             gates
             are
             able
             to
             resist
             it
             ;
             it
             will
             take
             the
             man
             whom
             God
             hath
             pointed
             out
             with
             his
             finger
             ;
             with
             its
             flooked
             arrow
             it
             wounds
             him
             to
             the
             heart
             ,
             and
             like
             a
             rigorous
             sergeant
             layeth
             hold
             upon
             him
             ,
             and
             imprisoneth
             him
             ,
             till
             that
             his
             life
             ,
             which
             is
             our
             debt
             for
             sinne
             ,
             be
             payed
             .
             This
             is
             the
             King
             of
             kings
             great
             taxation
             ,
             from
             which
             
             there
             is
             no
             redemption
             ,
             exception
             ,
             exemption
             ,
             from
             
               Caesar
            
             to
             the
             cotter
             .
             For
             how
             thinke
             ye
             death
             will
             reason
             with
             all
             and
             every
             one
             of
             us
             ?
             whatsoever
             part
             of
             argument
             we
             hold
             it
             will
             overcome
             us
             ,
             for
             our
             obligation
             is
             personall
             or
             individuall
             ,
             &
             none
             can
             sit
             the
             summons
             .
             Come
             O
             king
             from
             thy
             throne
             !
             come
             O
             counsellor
             from
             thy
             counselhouse
             !
             come
             O
             courtier
             from
             thine
             attendance
             !
             come
             Oswaggerer
             from
             thy
             cloaths
             of
             silver
             and
             gold
             !
             come
             O
             nobles
             from
             your
             pastimes
             !
             come
             O
             prelats
             &
             preachers
             from
             your
             chayres
             !
             come
             O
             husbands
             from
             your
             wives
             !
             come
             O
             merchants
             from
             your
             shops
             !
             come
             O
             craftsmen
             from
             your
             trades
             !
             come
             O
             beggars
             from
             your
             brats
             !
             come
             
               Caesar
               ,
            
             come
             cotter
             ,
             sleep
             all
             in
             the
             dust
             !
             And
             howsoever
             ye
             differ
             in
             ranks
             ,
             qualities
             ,
             sexes
             ,
             conditions
             ,
             there
             is
             no
             distinction
             of
             persons
             ;
             king
             and
             subject
             ,
             rich
             and
             poore
             ,
             noble
             and
             ignoble
             ,
             young
             and
             old
             ,
             all
             are
             equal
             here
             .
             
               Juvenal
            
             saith
             ,
             
               Mors
               sceptra
               ligonibus
               aequat
               ,
            
             Death
             equalls
             the
             mace
             with
             the
             mattock
             .
             And
             
               Horatius
               ,
               Pallida
               mors
               aequo
               pede
               pulsat
               pauperum
               tabernas
               Regumque
               turres
               ,
            
             —
             Pale
             death
             levelleth
             the
             countrey
             cabine
             and
             the
             kingly
             
             palace
             both
             alike
             .
             
               Ambrose
            
             more
             clearly
             ,
             
               Nulla
               distinctio
               est
               inter
               corpora
               mortuorū
               ,
               nisi
               forte
               ,
               quia
               gravius
               foetent
               divitum
               corpora
               luxuriâ
               distenta
               ;
            
             There
             is
             no
             difference
             betwixt
             dead
             corps
             ,
             but
             that
             rich
             menscorps
             stink
             worse
             then
             others
             .
             
               Chrysostome
            
             more
             pathetically
             ,
             
               Proficiscamur
               ad
               sepulchra
               ;
               ostende
               mihi
               patrem
               ,
               ostende
               uxorem
               tuam
               ;
               ubi
               est
               qui
               purpuram
               induebat
               ?
               nihil
               video
               nisi
               putrida
               ossa
               &
               vermes
               ,
               differentiam
               nullam
               video
               :
            
             Let
             us
             go
             to
             the
             sepulchres
             ;
             shew
             thy
             father
             ,
             shew
             thy
             wife
             ;
             where
             is
             he
             who
             was
             cloathed
             in
             purple
             ?
             I
             see
             nothing
             but
             rotten
             bones
             ,
             and
             wormes
             ;
             no
             difference
             can
             I
             perceive
             .
             Therefore
             laying
             all
             worldly
             considerations
             aside
             ;
             the
             king
             his
             scepter
             ,
             the
             counceller
             his
             robe
             of
             justice
             ,
             the
             courtier
             and
             swaggerer
             their
             roaring
             shewes
             ,
             the
             nobles
             their
             sword
             ,
             the
             scholar
             his
             pen
             ,
             the
             labourer
             his
             spade
             ,
             the
             merchant
             his
             purse
             ,
             the
             tradesman
             his
             instruments
             ,
             the
             beggar
             his
             bagge
             :
             Every
             one
             of
             them
             promiscuously
             and
             indifferently
             must
             conclude
             thus
             ,
             O
             rottennesse
             thou
             art
             my
             father
             ,
             O
             worme
             thou
             art
             my
             mother
             ,
             and
             my
             sister
             .
             Beleeve
             me
             saith
             
               Augustine
               ,
            
             in
             opened
             sepulchres
             have
             been
             found
             in
             
             dead
             mens
             sculs
             ,
             earth-toades
             ;
             in
             their
             nerves
             ,
             serpents
             ;
             in
             their
             bowels
             ,
             worms
             .
             This
             is
             a
             grave
             meditation
             ,
             and
             profitable
             contemplation
             to
             thee
             ,
             O
             man
             ;
             and
             I
             pray
             thee
             consider
             it
             deeply
             with
             mee
             .
             I
             am
             assured
             to
             die
             ere
             it
             be
             long
             ,
             but
             thou
             art
             hewen
             out
             of
             that
             same
             rock
             ,
             thy
             mothers
             bellie
             with
             mee
             ;
             and
             art
             made
             of
             that
             same
             stuffe
             ,
             dust
             and
             ashes
             with
             mee
             .
             I
             am
             conceived
             in
             sin
             ,
             so
             art
             thou
             ;
             I
             am
             born
             in
             sin
             ,
             so
             art
             thou
             ;
             I
             am
             fostered
             in
             sin
             ,
             so
             art
             thou
             ;
             I
             am
             in
             the
             prime
             of
             my
             years
             ,
             but
             alas
             ,
             in
             the
             strength
             of
             sin
             ;
             I
             know
             not
             if
             thou
             be
             in
             the
             first
             ,
             I
             know
             well
             thou
             art
             in
             the
             last
             and
             worst
             estate
             .
             God
             immortall
             pitie
             us
             mortall
             men
             ,
             and
             prepare
             us
             in
             time
             to
             redeeme
             our
             mispent
             time
             ,
             and
             to
             number
             our
             dayes
             one
             by
             one
             ,
             for
             feare
             ,
             when
             the
             decretorie
             day
             of
             death
             is
             come
             ,
             we
             have
             not
             oyle
             in
             our
             lamps
             ,
             and
             our
             loyns
             girded
             towards
             our
             Masters
             coming
             .
             And
             againe
             we
             beseech
             thee
             ,
             O
             gracious
             Father
             ,
             who
             delightest
             not
             in
             the
             death
             of
             sinners
             ,
             prepare
             us
             ,
             of
             all
             sinners
             the
             most
             :
             for
             endlesse
             and
             unspeakable
             are
             the
             torments
             of
             an
             unprepared
             man
             before
             ,
             at
             ,
             and
             after
             death
             ▪
             O
             dissolute
             and
             desperate
             
             sinner
             ,
             then
             make
             no
             more
             delay
             ,
             and
             let
             thy
             conscience
             be
             troubled
             at
             this
             ,
             let
             thy
             spirit
             tremble
             at
             it
             ,
             let
             thy
             heart
             smart
             for
             it
             ,
             and
             let
             all
             the
             faculties
             of
             thy
             soul
             be
             afraid
             of
             it
             ,
             that
             when
             it
             is
             come
             ,
             ye
             need
             not
             to
             fear
             at
             all
             .
          
           
             
             Use
             of
             exhortation
             .
             Therefore
             let
             us
             not
             be
             so
             foolish
             and
             sluggish
             ,
             as
             those
             who
             onely
             learn
             to
             die
             upon
             their
             death-bed
             ,
             as
             if
             it
             were
             an
             easie
             and
             momentanie
             lesson
             .
             
               Augustine
               ,
               Sero
               parantur
               remedia
               ,
               cum
               mortis
               imminent
               pericula
               .
            
             It
             is
             no
             time
             to
             prepare
             remedies
             ,
             against
             imminent
             death
             .
             Foreseen
             dangers
             ,
             harme
             least
             .
             But
             let
             us
             studie
             it
             in
             the
             morning
             ,
             that
             the
             evening
             of
             our
             dayes
             may
             bee
             calme
             and
             peaceable
             .
             Yea
             ,
             let
             us
             gather
             our selves
             together
             before
             the
             supreme
             decree
             of
             death
             passe
             out
             against
             us
             at
             unawares
             ,
             that
             so
             wee
             may
             meet
             it
             with
             as
             much
             readinesse
             of
             minde
             ,
             as
             it
             is
             willing
             with
             greedines
             to
             receive
             us
             ,
             who
             should
             not
             be
             drifters
             off
             of
             repentance
             ,
             like
             
               Salomons
            
             sluggard
             ;
             or
             any
             more
             supersede
             ,
             flatter
             or
             foster
             our selves
             with
             vaine
             and
             deceitfull
             conceits
             of
             the
             immortalitie
             of
             this
             melting
             mortalitie
             ,
             or
             admire
             this
             dying
             carcasse
             ,
             which
             the
             
             wormes
             must
             feed
             upon
             ere
             it
             be
             long
             ,
             or
             be
             ravished
             with
             the
             astonishing
             fabrick
             of
             our
             bodies
             which
             are
             but
             clay
             tabernacles
             ,
             and
             death
             at
             our
             flitting
             will
             dissolve
             the
             pinnes
             thereof
             .
             Therefore
             O
             young
             man
             ,
             remember
             thy
             Creator
             in
             the
             dayes
             of
             thy
             youth
             .
             O
             strong
             man
             ,
             go
             not
             a
             whooring
             from
             the
             living
             God!
             O
             old
             man
             ,
             who
             hast
             one
             foot
             in
             the
             grave
             already
             ,
             let
             death
             be
             set
             before
             thy
             eyes
             !
             And
             thinke
             not
             ,
             O
             beastly
             drunkard
             ,
             O
             devouring
             glutton
             ,
             but
             as
             thou
             insultest
             over
             thy
             companions
             in
             the
             excesse
             of
             meat
             and
             drinke
             ,
             so
             thy
             liver
             will
             faile
             thee
             ,
             and
             the
             powers
             of
             death
             ,
             and
             of
             the
             grave
             shall
             triumph
             over
             thee
             ere
             it
             be
             long
             !
             O
             leacherous
             man
             ,
             who
             sowest
             where
             thou
             darest
             not
             reap
             ,
             deflowring
             virgines
             ,
             defiling
             the
             honourable
             bed
             of
             marriage
             ;
             the
             fierie
             heat
             of
             thy
             concupiscence
             shall
             be
             quenched
             in
             the
             flouds
             of
             oblivion
             ere
             it
             be
             long
             !
             O
             avaricious
             extortioner
             !
             O
             ambitious
             worldling
             ,
             howbeit
             now
             thou
             canst
             pledge
             whole
             monopolies
             ,
             devoure
             widows
             houses
             ,
             eat
             up
             the
             poore
             ,
             rob
             the
             altar
             ,
             yet
             thou
             shalt
             get
             one
             morsell
             that
             thou
             canst
             not
             digest
             ere
             it
             be
             long
             !
             O
             generous
             man
             ,
             howbeit
             
             thy
             heart
             now
             erected
             in
             thy
             breast
             inthe
             forme
             of
             a
             restlesse
             piramide
             be
             the
             fountaine
             of
             thy
             life
             ,
             it
             shall
             be
             dryed
             up
             like
             a
             summer
             strype
             ,
             ere
             it
             be
             long
             !
             And
             as
             it
             was
             
               primum
               vivens
               ,
            
             so
             it
             shall
             bee
             
               ultimum
               moriens
               ,
            
             ere
             it
             be
             long
             .
             O
             brave
             man
             ,
             thy
             noble
             and
             straight
             face
             ,
             which
             now
             contemplates
             the
             heavens
             ,
             shall
             bee
             defaced
             in
             the
             slimie
             valley
             ere
             it
             be
             long
             !
             O
             wise
             man
             ,
             who
             knowest
             the
             estates
             of
             kingdomes
             ,
             the
             secrets
             of
             princes
             ,
             the
             mysteries
             of
             nature
             ,
             and
             hast
             made
             up
             a
             store-house
             within
             thee
             of
             all
             commendable
             vertues
             ;
             thou
             and
             they
             shall
             perish
             together
             ere
             it
             be
             long
             !
             O
             eloquent
             man
             (
             whom
             of
             all
             men
             I
             thinke
             to
             be
             most
             compleat
             )
             thy
             tongue
             which
             now
             floweth
             like
             milk
             and
             honey
             ,
             and
             powreth
             Nectar
             ,
             and
             Ambrosia
             upon
             the
             famished
             and
             thirstie
             souls
             of
             thy
             hearers
             ,
             and
             drowneth
             as
             it
             were
             the
             soyle
             of
             their
             hearts
             with
             a
             soft-silver
             running
             river
             ,
             shall
             lick
             the
             dust
             ere
             it
             be
             long
             !
             O
             thou
             comely
             
               Rachel
               ,
            
             beautifull
             
               Bethsheba
               ,
            
             alluring
             
               Dalilah
               ,
            
             thy
             pampered
             and
             well
             covered
             skinne
             ,
             in
             the
             grave
             shall
             be
             like
             that
             of
             a
             drudge
             ,
             or
             vile
             kitchin-maid
             ere
             it
             belong
             !
             O
             young
             gallant
             ,
             who
             art
             enamoured
             
             with
             thy
             beautie
             ,
             thinking
             thy self
             another
             
               Adonis
               ,
               Nereus
               ,
               Narcissus
               ,
            
             thou
             shall
             be
             like
             
               Aesope
               ,
            
             or
             
               Thersites
            
             ere
             it
             bee
             long
             !
             And
             whatsoever
             thou
             be
             ,
             O
             man
             ,
             hear
             what
             I
             say
             ,
             Thy
             force
             once
             must
             languish
             ,
             thy
             sense
             faile
             ,
             thy
             body
             droup
             ,
             thine
             eyes
             turne
             in
             thine
             head
             ,
             thy
             veines
             break
             ,
             thy
             heart
             rent
             ,
             and
             thy
             whole
             frame
             like
             an
             old
             rotten
             oak
             shall
             fall
             to
             the
             ground
             ,
             or
             like
             a
             leaking
             ship
             ,
             shall
             sinke
             into
             the
             harbour
             of
             thy
             grave
             .
             The
             wise
             man
             compares
             thee
             to
             a
             ruinous
             house
             ,
             which
             decayeth
             piece
             and
             piece
             ;
             but
             that
             comparison
             is
             familiar
             to
             those
             who
             are
             acquainted
             with
             scripture
             .
             The
             certaintie
             whereof
             should
             weane
             and
             spean
             our
             affections
             from
             the
             base
             things
             of
             this
             earth
             ,
             and
             should
             worke
             in
             us
             an
             ardour
             of
             minde
             ,
             a
             vehemencie
             of
             spirit
             ,
             a
             serious
             and
             sedulous
             endeavour
             to
             bee
             delivered
             from
             the
             prison
             of
             this
             body
             ,
             the
             Red
             sea
             of
             the
             miseries
             of
             this
             life
             ,
             the
             captivitie
             of
             sinne
             ,
             the
             thraldome
             of
             our
             corruption
             ,
             the
             tyrannie
             of
             Satan
             .
             Yee
             know
             ,
             if
             a
             couragious
             man
             be
             many
             years
             in
             a
             stinking
             ,
             solitarie
             ,
             and
             dark
             prison
             ,
             he
             would
             be
             glad
             to
             change
             his
             infamous
             life
             ,
             with
             a
             glorious
             death
             :
             But
             if
             
             the
             judge
             command
             the
             jailour
             to
             bring
             him
             forth
             to
             bee
             set
             at
             libertie
             ,
             I
             pray
             you
             ,
             when
             he
             seeth
             the
             brightsome
             light
             of
             the
             sunne
             ,
             and
             tasteth
             of
             his
             wonted
             joyes
             in
             meat
             ,
             drink
             ,
             apparell
             ,
             companie
             ,
             is
             he
             not
             ravished
             within
             himself
             ?
             Even
             so
             it
             is
             with
             us
             ,
             while
             we
             are
             in
             
               Mesech
               ,
            
             in
             the
             Egypt
             of
             sinne
             ,
             under
             our
             spirituall
             Pharaoh
             the
             devil
             ,
             being
             compassed
             about
             with
             robbers
             on
             the
             land
             ,
             pirates
             on
             the
             sea
             ,
             hereticks
             in
             the
             church
             ,
             few
             or
             no
             godly
             men
             ,
             we
             cannot
             but
             be
             plunged
             in
             a
             deep
             dungeon
             of
             grief
             and
             sorrow
             .
             But
             when
             it
             will
             please
             that
             unappealable
             judge
             ,
             that
             high
             possessour
             of
             heaven
             and
             earth
             ,
             to
             command
             the
             jaylour
             ,
             Death
             ,
             to
             loose
             us
             from
             the
             prison
             of
             this
             body
             ,
             then
             we
             shall
             behold
             the
             glorious
             face
             of
             the
             Sonne
             of
             righteousnesse
             ,
             and
             eat
             and
             drink
             of
             him
             ,
             who
             is
             the
             bread
             and
             fountain
             of
             life
             ,
             and
             be
             clad
             with
             the
             robe
             of
             his
             justice
             ,
             and
             enjoy
             the
             blessed
             companie
             of
             Saints
             and
             Angels
             in
             the
             highest
             degree
             of
             happinesse
             .
             This
             heavenly
             meditation
             so
             possest
             many
             godly
             ones
             of
             old
             ,
             that
             long
             before-hand
             ,
             not
             hating
             their
             naturall
             ,
             but
             longing
             after
             a
             supernaturall
             life
             ,
             welcomed
             and
             invited
             death
             .
             This
             
             made
             
               Moses
            
             to
             preferre
             the
             reproach
             of
             Christ
             before
             the
             court
             of
             Pharaoh
             .
             This
             made
             
               Elias
            
             to
             cry
             out
             ,
             
               It
               is
               enough
               ,
               O
               Lord
               ,
               take
               my
               soul
               ,
               for
               I
               am
               no
               better
               then
               my
               fathers
               .
            
             This
             made
             
               David
            
             to
             say
             ,
             
               Into
               thy
               hands
               ,
               O
               Lord
               ,
               I
               commend
               my
               spirit
               ,
               because
               thou
               hast
               redeemed
               my
               soul
               .
            
             This
             made
             
               Polycarpus
            
             to
             say
             ,
             Receive
             me
             Lord
             ,
             and
             make
             me
             partner
             with
             thy
             Saints
             of
             the
             resurrection
             .
             This
             made
             
               Ignatius
               ,
               Pauls
            
             disciple
             ,
             Bishop
             of
             
               Antioch
            
             to
             say
             ,
             I
             care
             not
             for
             things
             visible
             or
             invisible
             ,
             so
             that
             I
             may
             winne
             Christ
             .
             And
             in
             another
             place
             ,
             fire
             ,
             gallows
             ,
             beasts
             ,
             breaking
             of
             my
             bones
             ,
             quartering
             of
             my
             members
             ,
             crucifying
             of
             my
             body
             ,
             all
             the
             torments
             of
             the
             devil
             together
             ,
             let
             them
             come
             upon
             me
             ,
             so
             that
             I
             may
             enjoy
             my
             Lord
             Jesus
             ,
             and
             his
             kingdome
             .
             This
             made
             
               Hilarion
            
             to
             say
             ,
             Depart
             my
             soule
             ,
             why
             fearest
             thou
             ?
             why
             tremblest
             thou
             ?
             thou
             hast
             served
             CHRIST
             now
             almost
             seventy
             yeares
             ,
             and
             art
             thou
             afraid
             to
             depart
             ?
             This
             made
             
               Jerome
            
             to
             say
             ,
             Let
             us
             embrace
             that
             day
             
               (
               viz.
            
             of
             death
             )
             which
             shall
             assigne
             every
             one
             of
             us
             to
             his
             house
             ,
             which
             shal
             free
             us
             of
             the
             snares
             of
             this
             age
             ,
             and
             restore
             us
             to
             paradise
             
             and
             the
             kingdome
             of
             heaven
             .
             Which
             made
             
               Gregory
               Nazianzen
            
             to
             say
             ,
             That
             that
             day
             shall
             make
             us
             partakers
             of
             that
             fruition
             and
             contemplation
             of
             the
             soveraigne
             good
             ,
             and
             place
             us
             in
             the
             bosome
             of
             
               Abraham
               ,
            
             and
             shall
             unite
             us
             to
             the
             assemblie
             of
             Saints
             and
             congregation
             of
             the
             just
             :
             where
             ,
             saith
             
               Epiphanius
               ,
            
             
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
            
             ,
             
               viz.
            
             The
             garners
             are
             sealed
             ,
             and
             the
             time
             fulfilled
             ,
             and
             the
             combate
             ended
             ,
             and
             the
             field
             empty
             ,
             and
             the
             crownes
             are
             given
             .
             This
             made
             
               Augustine
            
             to
             say
             ,
             I
             desire
             to
             die
             ,
             that
             I
             may
             see
             Christ
             ,
             and
             I
             refuse
             to
             live
             ,
             that
             I
             may
             live
             with
             Christ
             .
             This
             made
             
               Ambrose
            
             to
             say
             ,
             I
             am
             not
             afraid
             to
             die
             ,
             because
             I
             have
             a
             good
             master
             .
             This
             made
             the
             Apostle
             St.
             
               Paul
            
             to
             say
             ,
             
               I
               desire
               to
               be
               dissolved
               ,
               &
               to
               be
               with
               Christ
               ,
               for
               that
               is
               the
               best
               of
               al
               :
            
             and
             ,
             
               That
               al
               otherthings
               are
               but
               drosse
               and
               dung
               in
               respect
               of
               the
               excellencie
               of
               the
               knowledge
               of
               Christ
               .
            
             God
             worke
             this
             desire
             in
             us
             ,
             
               for
               while
               wee
               are
               at
               home
               in
               these
               bodies
               ,
               we
               are
               absent
               from
               the
               Lord
               ,
            
             and
             ground
             it
             upon
             the
             assurance
             of
             the
             remission
             of
             our
             sinnes
             ,
             and
             
             our
             perfect
             union
             ,
             and
             plenary
             reconciliation
             with
             our
             God
             in
             Christ
             Jesus
             .
             The
             Lord
             give
             us
             grace
             to
             be
             perswaded
             with
             the
             Apostle
             ,
             
               that
               if
               the
               earthly
               house
               of
               this
               tabernacle
               be
               dissolved
               ,
               we
               have
               a
               building
               of
               God
               ,
               an
               house
               not
               made
               with
               hands
               ,
               eternall
               in
               the
               heavens
               ,
            
             2
             
               Cor.
            
             5.
             
             But
             alas
             ,
             here
             is
             our
             miserie
             ,
             that
             every
             one
             of
             our
             bodies
             is
             a
             
               remora
            
             to
             hinder
             the
             ship
             of
             our
             soules
             to
             stretch
             sail
             within
             the
             saving
             harborie
             of
             Gods
             crowning
             mercies
             .
             God
             fasten
             the
             anchors
             of
             our
             faith
             and
             hope
             therein
             ,
             that
             after
             the
             tempest
             of
             this
             life
             we
             may
             enjoy
             peace
             ,
             and
             everlasting
             happinesse
             .
          
           
             
             The
             third
             doctrine
             by
             way
             of
             consequence
             ,
             is
             this
             ,
             
               It
               is
               appointed
               .
            
             Then
             let
             no
             man
             fear
             death
             :
             for
             it
             is
             inevitable
             ,
             and
             whether
             we
             flie
             from
             it
             ,
             or
             goe
             to
             it
             ,
             it
             ever
             followeth
             us
             at
             the
             heels
             ;
             it
             hangeth
             over
             our
             heads
             ,
             as
             the
             rock
             doth
             
               Tantalus
            
             his
             head
             ,
             which
             cannot
             bee
             removed
             .
             There
             are
             ,
             who
             desire
             not
             to
             hear
             tell
             of
             it
             at
             all
             ,
             and
             if
             the
             preacher
             urge
             this
             point
             ,
             hee
             becommeth
             odious
             .
             To
             the
             old
             Latines
             this
             word
             was
             so
             ominous
             ,
             that
             they
             periphrased
             it
             by
             another
             ▪
             for
             when
             they
             should
             have
             said
             in
             
             plaine
             termes
             ,
             
               Mortuus
               est
               ,
            
             He
             is
             dead
             ;
             they
             said
             ,
             
               Vixit
               ,
            
             He
             lived
             :
             
               Abiit
               ad
               plures
               ,
            
             He
             went
             to
             moe
             :
             for
             there
             are
             moe
             dead
             then
             living
             .
             As
             for
             the
             vulgar
             sort
             ,
             they
             are
             so
             besotted
             with
             a
             bruitall
             stupiditie
             ,
             that
             they
             thinke
             not
             on
             death
             at
             all
             .
             But
             a
             generous
             heart
             should
             make
             it
             its
             object
             ,
             its
             butt
             ,
             acquainting
             it selfe
             with
             it
             at
             all
             times
             ,
             representing
             it
             before
             its
             eyes
             ;
             even
             in
             the
             least
             occurrences
             it
             may
             seize
             upon
             us
             .
             A
             king
             of
             France
             died
             of
             a
             small
             skelfe
             of
             a
             speare
             in
             the
             midst
             of
             his
             pastime
             ;
             An
             Emperour
             ,
             of
             the
             scratching
             of
             a
             pinne
             ;
             
               Anacreon
               ,
            
             of
             one
             graine
             of
             a
             raisin
             ;
             
               Aeschylus
               ,
            
             of
             the
             shel
             of
             a
             snaile
             ,
             which
             fell
             from
             the
             clawes
             of
             an
             Eagle
             in
             the
             aire
             ;
             
               Milon
               ,
            
             with
             both
             his
             hands
             in
             the
             clift
             of
             an
             oak
             ;
             
               Charles
            
             of
             
               Navarre
               ,
            
             of
             the
             fire
             of
             a
             candle
             in
             aquavitae
             ;
             
               Philemon
               ,
            
             and
             
               Philistion
               ,
            
             of
             laughter
             ;
             
               Dionyse
               Tyran
               .
               Diagoras
            
             and
             others
             ,
             of
             joy
             .
             O
             what
             a
             feeble
             creature
             is
             man
             ,
             that
             the
             very
             least
             vermine
             ,
             spider
             ,
             gnat
             ,
             doth
             kill
             him
             ,
             and
             yet
             feareth
             death
             ,
             which
             the
             Hart
             ,
             the
             Elephant
             ,
             Phoenix
             ,
             and
             longest
             living
             creatures
             must
             yeeld
             to
             ,
             without
             any
             grudging
             or
             reluctance
             .
             Certainly
             there
             is
             no
             passion
             more
             violent
             
             in
             man
             then
             feare
             ,
             and
             produces
             more
             strange
             effects
             ;
             but
             of
             all
             feares
             the
             fear
             of
             death
             is
             the
             most
             foolish
             ,
             mad
             and
             desperate
             ,
             for
             it
             may
             wel
             hasten
             &
             aggravate
             ,
             but
             never
             stay
             or
             diminish
             the
             dint
             thereof
             ,
             
               Multi
               ad
               fatum
               venere
               suum
               dum
               fata
               timent
               ,
            
             Many
             precipitate
             their
             end
             in
             fearing
             it
             .
             
               Seneca
            
             in
             
               O
               Edip.
               Optanda
               mors
               est
               sine
               metu
               mortis
               mori
               :
            
             the
             most
             desirable
             death
             is
             to
             dy
             without
             fear
             of
             death
             ,
             
               Idem
               .
               Aristotle
            
             the
             chief
             of
             Philosophers
             ,
             calleth
             it
             
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
            
             ,
             most
             fearfull
             ,
             because
             as
             it
             cannot
             be
             eschewed
             ,
             so
             it
             killeth
             the
             man.
             Yet
             this
             is
             a
             maxime
             ,
             that
             no
             sound
             naturalists
             will
             goe
             from
             ,
             that
             good
             and
             valiant
             citizens
             (
             such
             as
             
               Pericles
            
             praised
             in
             his
             funerall
             oration
             )
             should
             undergoe
             it
             ,
             for
             the
             defence
             of
             their
             wives
             ,
             children
             ,
             friends
             ,
             citie
             ,
             countrey
             ,
             gods
             .
             And
             the
             Stoicks
             themselves
             defend
             their
             Philosophie
             to
             bee
             a
             continuall
             meditation
             upon
             death
             ,
             because
             the
             motion
             of
             the
             soule
             being
             ravished
             out
             of
             the
             body
             by
             contemplation
             ,
             is
             a
             prentiship
             or
             resemblance
             of
             death
             .
             And
             they
             deemed
             him
             to
             be
             the
             best
             Philosopher
             ,
             who
             gave
             the
             surest
             precepts
             against
             the
             feare
             of
             death
             .
             So
             in
             my
             opinion
             ,
             he
             is
             the
             best
             
             divine
             ,
             who
             teacheth
             himselfe
             and
             others
             to
             doe
             well
             ,
             to
             die
             well
             .
             Would
             we
             die
             well
             ,
             let
             us
             first
             doe
             well
             .
             
               Qualis
               vita
               ,
               finis
               ita
               :
            
             such
             life
             ,
             such
             death
             .
             
               August
               .
               Non
               potest
               male
               mori
               ,
               qui
               bene
               vixerit
               ;
            
             he
             cannot
             die
             ill
             ,
             who
             lived
             well
             ;
             for
             a
             godly
             life
             hath
             a
             happie
             death
             .
             The
             very
             Paganes
             of
             old
             ,
             the
             Romanes
             ,
             Greeks
             ,
             Egyptians
             ,
             who
             howbeit
             
               they
               became
               vaine
               in
               their
               imaginations
               ,
               and
               their
               foolish
               hearts
               were
               darkned
               ,
               Rom.
            
             1.
             21.
             and
             ignored
             the
             resurrection
             of
             the
             dead
             ,
             yet
             they
             might
             have
             taught
             many
             of
             us
             now
             adayes
             ,
             by
             a
             spotlesse
             life
             before
             the
             world
             to
             die
             well
             ,
             because
             they
             esteemed
             ,
             an
             easie
             death
             should
             follow
             after
             a
             reproachlesse
             life
             .
             But
             alas
             ,
             men
             live
             now
             ,
             as
             if
             there
             were
             no
             death
             to
             follow
             ,
             no
             hell
             to
             swallow
             ,
             no
             count
             to
             render
             ,
             no
             judgement
             to
             be
             executed
             ,
             no
             soul
             to
             keepe
             ,
             no
             God
             to
             fear
             ,
             no
             devill
             to
             torment
             :
             or
             else
             they
             lull
             themselves
             asleepe
             on
             the
             devils
             pillow
             ,
             the
             cradle
             of
             carnall
             securitie
             :
             And
             with
             the
             Epicure
             ,
             
               Sardanapalus
               ,
            
             and
             the
             rich
             glutton
             ,
             they
             never
             thinke
             upon
             death
             till
             it
             surprise
             them
             ,
             and
             they
             either
             care
             not
             ,
             because
             they
             conclude
             ,
             there
             is
             no
             pleasure
             after
             
             this
             life
             ,
             or
             else
             they
             despaire
             ,
             casting
             themselves
             headlong
             into
             horrible
             agonies
             ,
             and
             inextricable
             perplexities
             .
             In
             the
             mean
             time
             ye
             may
             wonder
             ,
             that
             
               Pythagoras
               ,
               Socrates
               ,
               Anaxarchus
               ,
               Codrus
               ,
               Cleombrotus
               ,
               Curtius
               ,
               Seneca
               ,
               Cato
               ,
               Cleopatra
               ,
            
             died
             resolvedly
             ,
             and
             yet
             they
             knew
             not
             where
             they
             were
             going
             .
             Why
             then
             are
             we
             pultrons
             and
             cowards
             ,
             seeing
             we
             are
             assured
             to
             go
             upon
             the
             wings
             of
             angels
             to
             the
             bosome
             of
             
               Abraham
               .
            
             Their
             naturall
             courage
             made
             them
             to
             disdaine
             it
             ,
             
               Mors
               non
               metuenda
               viris
               ,
            
             Manhood
             is
             not
             daunted
             with
             death
             ,
             
               Lucanus
               .
            
             Shall
             not
             then
             our
             spirituall
             knowledge
             perswade
             us
             that
             our
             death
             is
             nothing
             but
             a
             passage
             to
             life
             ,
             a
             passe-port
             to
             immortalitie
             ,
             a
             doore
             to
             paradise
             ,
             a
             seasure
             of
             heaven
             ,
             a
             chartre
             upon
             glory
             ;
             or
             ,
             as
             saith
             
               Bernard
               ,
            
             a
             passage
             from
             labour
             to
             rest
             ,
             from
             hope
             to
             reward
             ,
             from
             the
             combate
             to
             the
             crowne
             ,
             from
             death
             to
             life
             ,
             from
             faith
             to
             knowledge
             ,
             from
             pilgrimage
             to
             our
             long
             home
             ,
             from
             the
             world
             to
             our
             father
             .
             And
             as
             another
             saith
             ,
             It
             is
             a
             change
             of
             the
             crosse
             ,
             unto
             the
             crown
             ;
             of
             the
             prison
             ,
             to
             the
             palace
             ;
             of
             captivity
             ,
             unto
             liberty
             .
             
               Scripture
            
             is
             more
             pithie
             ,
             it
             
             calleth
             it
             ,
             A
             sleep
             ,
             a
             rest
             of
             our
             flesh
             in
             hope
             ,
             a
             going
             to
             our
             fathers
             ,
             a
             gathering
             to
             our
             people
             ,
             a
             recommending
             of
             our
             spirit
             to
             God
             ,
             a
             rendring
             up
             of
             the
             ghost
             ,
             a
             walking
             with
             God
             and
             the
             Lambe
             .
             
               Object
               .
            
             But
             some
             may
             say
             here
             ;
             Why
             should
             we
             not
             fear
             ,
             seeing
             worthie
             persons
             ,
             yea
             reverend
             church-men
             who
             led
             a
             godly
             life
             ,
             and
             exhorted
             sundrie
             not
             to
             fear
             ,
             were
             mightily
             troubled
             at
             their
             death
             ,
             and
             when
             they
             should
             have
             had
             most
             peace
             ,
             they
             were
             most
             disquieted
             ?
             
               I
               answer
               .
            
             Their
             fear
             was
             a
             diligent
             ,
             not
             a
             diffident
             ;
             a
             holy
             ,
             not
             a
             hellish
             ;
             a
             filial
             ,
             not
             a
             servile
             ;
             a
             godly
             ,
             not
             a
             devilish
             fear
             ;
             because
             they
             feared
             God
             as
             a
             judge
             ,
             and
             they
             hoped
             in
             him
             as
             a
             Saviour
             ;
             they
             feared
             him
             ,
             and
             so
             they
             sued
             for
             him
             ,
             appealing
             from
             the
             tribunall
             of
             his
             justice
             ,
             to
             the
             throne
             of
             his
             mercie
             ;
             
               ab
               irato
               Caesare
               ad
               placatum
               ,
            
             from
             an
             offended
             God
             in
             the
             height
             of
             his
             justice
             ,
             to
             a
             pacified
             God
             in
             the
             depth
             of
             his
             mercies
             .
             And
             I
             would
             have
             the
             simple
             ignorant
             people
             to
             ▪
             know
             here
             ,
             that
             outward
             disturbances
             in
             fits
             ,
             of
             heavie
             ,
             exasperate
             ,
             inveterate
             sicknesse
             ,
             are
             not
             evident
             and
             infallible
             tokens
             of
             a
             totall
             or
             finall
             desertion
             :
             
             for
             the
             godly
             patients
             may
             have
             inward
             joy
             ,
             glorious
             and
             unspeakable
             ,
             which
             the
             standers
             by
             see
             not
             .
             And
             by
             the
             contrarie
             ,
             some
             who
             have
             led
             a
             lewd
             life
             ,
             without
             any
             remorse
             of
             conscience
             ,
             or
             compunction
             ,
             or
             contrition
             of
             heart
             ,
             may
             seeme
             to
             have
             a
             peaceable
             death
             ,
             and
             say
             that
             they
             are
             ready
             for
             their
             God
             ,
             when
             in
             the
             meane
             time
             their
             heart
             giveth
             their
             mouth
             the
             lie
             .
             Others
             desire
             to
             die
             ,
             because
             of
             great
             povertie
             ,
             or
             intolerable
             paines
             ,
             or
             losse
             of
             goods
             ,
             good
             name
             ,
             friends
             ,
             &c.
             
             But
             God
             make
             us
             not
             to
             fear
             death
             ;
             because
             we
             are
             assured
             of
             his
             favour
             in
             the
             pardon
             of
             our
             huge
             ,
             and
             manifold
             transgressions
             ,
             and
             imputation
             of
             Christs
             righteousnesse
             ,
             for
             that
             is
             only
             the
             thing
             which
             justifieth
             us
             before
             God.
             
          
           
             Use
             of
             encouragement
             .
             Then
             why
             
             should
             we
             fear
             death
             ?
             
               Agathias
            
             calleth
             it
             
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
            
             ,
             the
             mother
             of
             tranquilitie
             ,
             
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
            
             ,
             the
             stayer
             of
             sicknesse
             :
             
               Euripides
               ,
            
             
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
            
             :
             the
             greatest
             remedie
             of
             evills
             :
             
               Aeschylus
               ,
            
             
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
            
             ,
             the
             medicine
             of
             incurable
             diseases
             :
             
               Anacreon
               ,
            
             
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
            
             ,
             a
             deliverie
             from
             travels
             ;
             which
             after
             trouble
             ,
             
             giveth
             us
             rest
             ,
             healeth
             our
             sicknes
             ,
             taketh
             away
             our
             povertie
             ,
             endeth
             our
             greatest
             feares
             and
             cares
             .
             It
             is
             the
             way
             of
             all
             flesh
             ,
             and
             it
             is
             common
             to
             kings
             and
             beggars
             ,
             as
             well
             to
             die
             ,
             as
             to
             be
             borne
             .
             And
             one
             of
             the
             seven
             sages
             ,
             
               Thales
               ,
            
             saith
             ,
             that
             they
             are
             both
             indifferent
             .
             But
             to
             Christians
             they
             are
             both
             profitable
             ,
             for
             
               Christ
               in
               life
               and
               death
               is
               advantage
               :
               Philip.
            
             1.
             21.
             
             If
             it
             please
             the
             Lord
             we
             live
             ,
             let
             us
             employ
             our
             life
             well
             ,
             for
             it
             is
             a
             talent
             given
             to
             us
             for
             the
             use
             of
             our
             Master
             ;
             if
             to
             die
             ,
             what
             need
             we
             to
             fear
             ?
             for
             all
             these
             who
             are
             gone
             before
             us
             cry
             out
             ,
             Come
             ,
             come
             after
             us
             ;
             there
             is
             no
             danger
             in
             death
             ;
             all
             the
             hazard
             we
             incurre
             ,
             and
             jeopardie
             wee
             run
             into
             ,
             is
             in
             our
             lives
             .
             Is
             not
             this
             life
             a
             continuall
             miserie
             ,
             a
             perpetuall
             tempest
             ,
             a
             
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
            
             ,
             a
             common
             hostage
             ,
             and
             receptacle
             of
             all
             calamities
             ,
             and
             our
             death
             is
             an
             issue
             of
             these
             miseries
             ,
             the
             harbrie
             mouth
             ,
             leading
             us
             to
             the
             most
             sure
             haven
             ,
             the
             heaven
             of
             heavens
             ,
             the
             bridegroomes
             chamber
             ?
             1
             
               Object
               .
            
             Death
             is
             most
             dangerous
             ,
             and
             so
             most
             fearfull
             ,
             because
             it
             is
             the
             way
             to
             hell
             ,
             from
             the
             which
             there
             is
             no
             regresse
             .
             
               Answer
               .
            
             To
             the
             wicked
             indeed
             it
             is
             such
             ,
             but
             to
             the
             
             godly
             it
             is
             the
             gate
             to
             heaven
             ,
             and
             hither
             you
             must
             make
             your
             progresse
             .
             2
             
               Object
               .
            
             It
             takes
             away
             my
             life
             ,
             which
             is
             so
             near
             and
             dear
             unto
             me
             .
             
               Answer
               .
            
             Upon
             a
             condition
             to
             give
             a
             better
             which
             shall
             never
             bee
             taken
             from
             thee
             .
             3.
             
             
               Object
               .
            
             But
             my
             losses
             are
             great
             .
             
               Answer
               .
            
             Let
             me
             never
             hear
             that
             of
             thee
             againe
             ,
             that
             it
             is
             a
             great
             losse
             of
             such
             a
             mans
             life
             ,
             or
             that
             thou
             losest
             any
             thing
             in
             death
             ;
             that
             is
             an
             idle
             querimony
             ,
             to
             the
             which
             
               Socrates
            
             answereth
             ,
             
               O
               dii
               boni
               ,
               quantum
               lucri
               est
               emori
               !
            
             O
             what
             great
             gaine
             is
             it
             to
             die
             !
             for
             ye
             may
             leave
             an
             earthly
             possession
             ,
             for
             an
             heavenly
             patrimonie
             ;
             uncertaine
             goods
             ,
             for
             a
             certaine
             treasure
             ;
             the
             company
             of
             the
             wicked
             ,
             for
             Saints
             and
             Angels
             ;
             earth
             ,
             for
             heaven
             ;
             basenesse
             ,
             for
             glory
             ;
             unsufficiencie
             ,
             for
             alsufficiencie
             .
             4.
             
             
               Object
               .
            
             But
             there
             are
             paines
             in
             death
             .
             
               Answer
               .
            
             There
             is
             nothing
             without
             paines
             ,
             and
             the
             better
             the
             thing
             be
             ,
             the
             greater
             paines
             :
             but
             to
             speak
             properly
             ,
             it
             is
             the
             remnant
             of
             thy
             life
             that
             tormenteth
             thee
             ,
             and
             not
             thy
             death
             :
             for
             what
             is
             it
             but
             a
             not
             being
             in
             this
             world
             ?
             for
             when
             we
             are
             ,
             death
             is
             not
             :
             and
             when
             death
             is
             ,
             wee
             are
             not
             .
             Now
             a
             not
             being
             hath
             no
             dolour
             :
             for
             
             as
             when
             wee
             were
             not
             at
             all
             ,
             wee
             found
             no
             dolour
             ,
             so
             when
             we
             shall
             not
             bee
             ,
             wee
             shall
             finde
             none
             .
             Wherefore
             then
             fearest
             thou
             the
             day
             of
             death
             ?
             for
             every
             day
             of
             thy
             life
             is
             a
             preparation
             to
             it
             ;
             and
             that
             last
             period
             of
             dayes
             is
             not
             properly
             thy
             death
             allenarly
             ,
             for
             every
             day
             contributeth
             to
             it
             .
             And
             as
             the
             last
             drop
             emptieth
             not
             ,
             nor
             filleth
             the
             bottle
             ,
             and
             the
             last
             path
             wearieth
             not
             ,
             nor
             the
             last
             stroake
             cutteth
             downe
             all
             the
             trunke
             of
             the
             tree
             ,
             but
             every
             one
             helpeth
             another
             :
             so
             every
             day
             we
             go
             to
             death
             ,
             and
             the
             last
             ,
             wee
             arrive
             at
             it
             .
             So
             that
             it
             boats
             with
             us
             ,
             it
             rideth
             behinde
             us
             ,
             and
             leaveth
             us
             no
             more
             then
             the
             shadow
             of
             our
             bodies
             ,
             till
             at
             last
             it
             cut
             the
             thred
             of
             our
             desires
             and
             lives
             ,
             and
             take
             us
             from
             the
             world
             ,
             and
             from
             our selves
             .
             So
             that
             we
             die
             at
             all
             houres
             ,
             and
             all
             moments
             ,
             and
             if
             we
             desire
             to
             live
             long
             ,
             we
             enjoy
             a
             languishing
             death
             victorious
             in
             many
             assaults
             .
             So
             that
             
               Epictetus
            
             answered
             well
             to
             
               Hadrian
               ,
            
             demanding
             this
             question
             ,
             Which
             is
             the
             best
             life
             ?
             he
             answered
             ,
             The
             shortest
             .
             And
             
               Solomon
            
             saith
             ,
             That
             the
             day
             of
             our
             death
             is
             better
             then
             the
             day
             of
             our
             nativitie
             :
             for
             this
             is
             
             the
             beginning
             of
             our
             dolours
             ,
             and
             that
             is
             the
             end
             ,
             and
             our
             accesse
             to
             supreme
             happinesse
             :
             for
             then
             this
             body
             shall
             returne
             to
             the
             dust
             ,
             and
             the
             spirit
             to
             God
             the
             giver
             ,
             with
             whom
             we
             shall
             enjoy
             a
             full
             life
             ,
             and
             our
             passions
             shall
             be
             buried
             ,
             and
             our
             reason
             enlarged
             ,
             and
             the
             whole
             man
             placed
             in
             his
             owne
             element
             ,
             the
             heaven
             his
             countrey
             ,
             from
             the
             which
             hee
             was
             banished
             .
          
           
             Furthermore
             ,
             did
             not
             
               Cicero
               ,
               Seneca
               ,
            
             and
             before
             them
             
               Theophrastus
               ,
               Crantor
               ,
               Xenocrates
               ,
            
             leave
             rare
             monuments
             and
             documents
             ,
             against
             immoderate
             dolour
             in
             death
             ,
             as
             also
             against
             the
             fear
             thereof
             ?
             but
             thou
             art
             better
             taught
             then
             those
             ,
             that
             death
             is
             the
             very
             entry
             to
             that
             eternall
             day
             ,
             
               nunc
               stans
            
             feast
             ,
             Sabaoth
             ,
             with
             the
             Ancient
             of
             dayes
             ,
             and
             that
             the
             separation
             of
             the
             soule
             from
             this
             body
             ,
             is
             nothing
             but
             an
             union
             and
             communion
             with
             God.
             And
             shall
             naughtie
             souldiers
             under
             their
             temporarie
             captaine
             ,
             hazard
             their
             mispent
             life
             at
             the
             mouth
             of
             the
             canon
             in
             a
             furious
             skirmish
             for
             the
             pennie-pay
             ,
             and
             thou
             not
             lay
             down
             this
             tedious
             life
             for
             the
             kingdome
             of
             heaven
             ,
             whereunto
             thou
             hast
             undoubted
             right
             ,
             by
             thy
             triumphing
             
             generall
             ,
             the
             captaine
             of
             thy
             salvation
             ,
             the
             Lord
             Jesus
             ,
             the
             Lord
             of
             Hosts
             ?
             5.
             
             
               Object
               .
            
             But
             the
             pangs
             of
             death
             are
             insupportable
             ,
             who
             can
             abide
             these
             cruell
             and
             deadly
             wounds
             ?
             
               Answer
               .
            
             That
             same
             Jesus
             by
             his
             glorious
             and
             meritorious
             death
             ,
             hath
             sweetned
             ,
             seasoned
             ,
             sanctified
             them
             to
             thee
             in
             such
             fashion
             ,
             that
             they
             shall
             be
             unto
             thee
             like
             the
             launcet
             of
             a
             Chirurgion
             ,
             which
             pricketh
             and
             healeth
             together
             like
             worme-wood
             ;
             or
             the
             potion
             of
             a
             skilfull
             mediciner
             ,
             which
             is
             sowre
             ,
             but
             wholesome
             .
             6.
             
             
               Object
               .
            
             But
             the
             feare
             of
             judgement
             after
             death
             ,
             maketh
             me
             afraid
             .
             
               Answer
               .
            
             That
             same
             Lord
             Jesus
             ,
             judge
             of
             judges
             ,
             thy
             eldest
             brother
             shall
             be
             thy
             judge
             ,
             in
             that
             great
             day
             of
             retribution
             ,
             and
             remuneration
             ,
             and
             hee
             cannot
             but
             looke
             upon
             thee
             with
             compassionate
             eyes
             ,
             seeing
             he
             is
             flesh
             of
             thy
             flesh
             ,
             and
             bone
             of
             thy
             bones
             ,
             and
             thy
             cause
             is
             his
             cause
             ,
             for
             he
             is
             thy
             advocate
             ,
             and
             intercessour
             daily
             .
             7.
             
             
               Object
               .
            
             But
             the
             paines
             of
             hell
             ,
             which
             are
             unspeakable
             ,
             universall
             ,
             eternall
             ,
             are
             very
             fearfull
             ,
             and
             much
             affright
             me
             .
             
               Answ
               .
            
             That
             same
             Jesus
             thy
             redeemer
             ,
             as
             he
             made
             the
             grave
             his
             bed
             ,
             so
             hee
             keeps
             the
             keyes
             of
             hell
             ,
             and
             
             the
             gates
             thereof
             cannot
             prevail
             against
             thee
             .
             To
             conclude
             then
             ,
             let
             us
             all
             resolve
             couragiously
             to
             attend
             death
             ,
             laying
             aside
             all
             fear
             ,
             ever
             hoping
             that
             the
             Lord
             shall
             be
             with
             us
             ,
             to
             the
             end
             and
             in
             the
             end
             .
          
           
             Blessed
             shall
             we
             be
             if
             we
             die
             in
             him
             ,
             for
             so
             we
             shall
             rest
             from
             our
             labours
             ,
             and
             in
             death
             celebrate
             three
             solemnities
             .
             First
             ,
             our
             birth
             day
             :
             for
             wee
             shall
             revive
             .
             Secondly
             ,
             our
             mariage
             day
             ,
             which
             shall
             be
             accomplished
             with
             Christ
             .
             Thirdly
             ,
             our
             triumph
             day
             :
             for
             through
             Christ
             we
             shall
             triumph
             over
             the
             world
             ,
             our
             own
             flesh
             ,
             sinne
             ,
             death
             ,
             the
             grave
             ,
             hell
             ,
             the
             devill
             ,
             principalities
             and
             powers
             whatsoever
             ,
             and
             receive
             that
             crowne
             of
             glory
             .
             So
             that
             through
             Christ
             we
             are
             more
             then
             conquerours
             ,
             who
             saith
             ,
             
               I
               will
               redeem
               them
               from
               death
               :
               O
               death
               ,
               I
               will
               be
               thy
               death
               :
               O
               grave
               I
               will
               be
               thy
               destruction
               ,
               Hosea
               chap.
            
             13.
             14.
             
             Are
             wee
             gods
             in
             Christ
             ?
             let
             us
             not
             fear
             death
             .
             
               Lethum
               non
               omnia
               finit
               ,
               Propertius
               :
            
             Death
             puts
             not
             a
             period
             to
             all
             things
             .
             I
             say
             more
             ,
             death
             maketh
             us
             endlesse
             .
             
               Cicero
            
             affirmeth
             ,
             that
             after
             death
             hee
             shall
             bee
             immortall
             .
             
               Horace
               ,
            
             that
             the
             best
             part
             of
             him
             shall
             
             live
             .
             
               Ovid
               ,
            
             that
             the
             best
             part
             of
             him
             shall
             be
             carried
             above
             the
             starres
             .
             The
             
               Egyptians
               ,
               Brachmanes
               ,
               Indians
               ,
               Thracians
               ,
               Persians
               ,
               Macedonians
               ,
               Arabians
               ,
               Americanes
               ,
            
             and
             all
             polished
             nations
             have
             consented
             to
             the
             immortalitie
             of
             the
             soule
             .
             But
             here
             wee
             surpasse
             them
             ,
             that
             after
             death
             and
             resurrection
             ,
             our
             bodies
             shall
             live
             for
             ever
             .
             This
             is
             an
             essentiall
             and
             fundamentall
             point
             of
             our
             belief
             .
          
        
         
           
             THE
             SUBIECT
             .
          
           
             Men
             once
             to
             die
             .
          
           
             NOw
             let
             me
             speak
             of
             the
             subject
             of
             this
             assertion
             ,
             
               Man
               once
               to
               die
               .
            
             It
             is
             not
             said
             in
             the
             originall
             
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
            
             ,
             to
             all
             men
             ;
             but
             
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
            
             ,
             to
             men
             ;
             because
             indefinite
             propositions
             in
             matters
             necessary
             are
             universall
             .
             The
             meaning
             is
             ,
             All
             men
             and
             women
             must
             once
             die
             .
             
               Ovid
               ,
               Tendimus
               huc
               omnes
               :
            
             we
             tend
             all
             to
             death
             ,
             and
             that
             once
             .
             
               Horace
            
             saith
             very
             well
             ,
             
               Omnes
               eodem
               cogimur
               :
               Omnes
               manet
               una
               nox
               ,
               &
               calcanda
               semel
               via
               lethi
               .
            
             This
             is
             a
             passage
             common
             to
             all
             ;
             and
             let
             it
             be
             so
             ,
             wee
             should
             live
             again
             ,
             wee
             must
             runne
             over
             
             the
             same
             race
             .
             
               Catullus
               ,
            
             and
             
               Epictetus
            
             say
             ,
             That
             as
             our
             life
             is
             but
             one
             day
             :
             so
             our
             death
             is
             but
             one
             night
             .
          
           
             
             The
             doctrine
             upon
             the
             subject
             is
             this
             :
             As
             there
             is
             nothing
             more
             certain
             then
             death
             ,
             so
             there
             is
             nothing
             more
             uncertain
             then
             the
             time
             ,
             place
             ,
             and
             manner
             thereof
             .
             This
             doctrine
             hath
             two
             points
             .
          
           
             I
             prove
             the
             first
             ,
             that
             there
             is
             nothing
             more
             certaine
             then
             death
             ,
             leaving
             the
             former
             reasons
             .
             First
             ,
             from
             the
             word
             
               fatum
               ,
            
             which
             expresseth
             the
             nature
             of
             death
             ;
             so
             called
             ,
             a
             
               fando
               ,
            
             because
             the
             Lord
             hath
             spoken
             it
             ;
             his
             word
             is
             his
             work
             .
             And
             seeing
             he
             hath
             uttered
             this
             sentence
             ,
             
               That
               all
               men
               must
               once
               die
               ,
            
             it
             cannot
             but
             come
             to
             passe
             .
             So
             that
             there
             is
             a
             fatall
             ,
             infallible
             ,
             inexpugnable
             ,
             necessitant
             necessitie
             laid
             upon
             man
             ,
             
               once
               to
               die
               .
            
             Man
             is
             tearmed
             
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
            
             ,
             the
             end
             of
             all
             ,
             
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
            
             ,
             nature
             perfected
             ,
             
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
            
             ,
             a
             visible
             God
             ,
             
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
            
             ,
             a
             compend
             of
             this
             great
             world
             ;
             and
             as
             the
             heavens
             and
             earth
             wax
             old
             and
             perish
             ,
             so
             he
             ,
             the
             resemblance
             of
             both
             ,
             must
             follow
             the
             patterne
             .
             I
             confesse
             with
             
               Zoroaster
            
             and
             
               Trismegistus
               ,
            
             that
             he
             is
             an
             admirable
             piece
             of
             nature
             ,
             because
             
             both
             natures
             ,
             superior
             and
             inferior
             ,
             uncreated
             and
             created
             do
             meet
             in
             him
             .
             And
             if
             these
             visible
             creatures
             bee
             as
             so
             many
             scales
             ,
             to
             climbe
             to
             that
             invisible
             Creator
             ,
             man
             must
             be
             one
             of
             the
             most
             curious
             steps
             of
             that
             ladder
             .
             If
             we
             look
             within
             the
             intrals
             of
             the
             earth
             ,
             we
             may
             see
             there
             rich
             mines
             of
             silver
             ,
             gold
             ,
             and
             precious
             stones
             .
             If
             we
             behold
             the
             face
             of
             it
             ,
             we
             shall
             finde
             there
             such
             a
             varietie
             of
             herbs
             ,
             flowers
             ,
             fruits
             ,
             trees
             ,
             creatures
             ,
             which
             may
             breed
             admiration
             in
             the
             dullest
             spirits
             .
             And
             is
             the
             sea
             lesse
             admirable
             ,
             by
             reason
             of
             the
             flux
             and
             reflux
             thereof
             ,
             the
             quantitie
             of
             fishes
             and
             monsters
             therein
             nourished
             ?
             And
             is
             the
             aire
             any
             thing
             inferior
             to
             these
             two
             :
             full
             of
             fowles
             ,
             clouds
             ,
             raines
             ,
             snow
             ,
             haile
             ,
             lightnings
             ,
             thunder
             ,
             and
             innumerable
             meteors
             ?
             But
             when
             wee
             lift
             up
             our
             eyes
             to
             the
             astonishing
             vault
             of
             heaven
             ,
             whose
             curtaines
             are
             spread
             over
             these
             ,
             enlightned
             with
             the
             sunne
             and
             moone
             ,
             and
             twinkling
             stars
             ,
             with
             their
             towres
             ,
             retowres
             ,
             aspects
             ,
             effects
             ,
             influences
             ,
             we
             cannot
             but
             be
             ravished
             with
             a
             more
             singular
             and
             divine
             contemplation
             .
             Yet
             here
             is
             a
             greater
             wonder
             ,
             that
             all
             these
             things
             are
             abridged
             in
             thee
             ,
             O
             man
             ,
             of
             
             seven
             foot-length
             ?
             And
             as
             the
             world
             is
             a
             book
             in
             the
             which
             God
             may
             be
             read
             in
             capitall
             letters
             :
             so
             both
             the
             world
             and
             God
             ,
             may
             by
             the
             most
             ignorant
             ,
             easilie
             be
             read
             in
             thee
             as
             in
             a
             written
             table
             ,
             seene
             in
             thee
             ,
             as
             in
             a
             clear
             glasse
             .
             Thy
             flesh
             represents
             the
             dust
             ;
             thy
             bones
             ,
             the
             rockes
             ;
             thy
             liver
             ,
             the
             sea
             ;
             thy
             veines
             ,
             rivers
             ;
             thy
             breath
             ,
             the
             aire
             ;
             thy
             naturall
             heat
             ,
             the
             fire
             ;
             thy
             head
             ,
             the
             heavens
             ;
             thy
             eyes
             ,
             the
             stars
             ;
             thy
             joynts
             ,
             moving
             so
             actively
             ,
             sinnews
             stirring
             so
             nimbly
             ,
             senses
             working
             so
             quickly
             ,
             like
             the
             secret
             resorts
             of
             nature
             ,
             But
             I
             pray
             thee
             enter
             within
             thy
             inward
             parts
             so
             excellent
             ;
             thy
             spirit
             so
             supernatuall
             ,
             thy
             reason
             so
             divine
             ,
             thy
             appetite
             so
             infinite
             ,
             thy
             soule
             
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
            
             ,
             the
             engraven
             image
             of
             God
             :
             thou
             maist
             justly
             say
             ,
             that
             thou
             art
             
               ultimus
               naturae
               foetus
               ,
            
             the
             last
             essay
             and
             effort
             of
             nature
             ,
             and
             the
             theater
             whereupon
             God
             may
             be
             seene
             with
             mortall
             eyes
             ,
             representing
             the
             foure
             corners
             of
             the
             world
             :
             thy
             face
             ,
             the
             east
             ;
             thy
             back
             ,
             the
             west
             ;
             thy
             right
             side
             ,
             the
             south
             ;
             thy
             left
             ,
             the
             north
             .
             And
             whereas
             other
             creatures
             have
             their
             countenance
             downward
             towards
             their
             naturall
             mother
             the
             earth
             ,
             thine
             are
             upward
             ,
             
             toward
             thy
             spirituall
             father
             ,
             God
             ;
             that
             thou
             mayest
             raise
             thy self
             from
             all
             earthly
             vanitie
             ,
             to
             a
             serious
             contemplation
             of
             the
             divinitie
             ,
             wherein
             are
             placed
             thy
             unchangeable
             comfort
             ,
             thy
             unspeakable
             contentment
             ,
             thy
             unconceivable
             felicitie
             .
             Whence
             I
             inferre
             this
             ;
             Whatsoever
             of
             us
             is
             like
             to
             the
             creature
             ,
             must
             die
             ;
             but
             that
             which
             hath
             received
             the
             indeleble
             character
             of
             God
             ,
             is
             perpetuall
             .
             So
             that
             our
             souls
             are
             immortall
             ,
             our
             bodies
             are
             vassals
             and
             slaves
             of
             death
             ,
             in
             which
             respect
             wee
             are
             all
             said
             to
             die
             .
          
           
             And
             that
             this
             doctrine
             may
             bee
             the
             more
             clear
             ,
             I
             shall
             prove
             it
             in
             the
             second
             place
             by
             way
             of
             induction
             .
             Look
             to
             the
             vertues
             ;
             the
             stout
             as
             well
             as
             the
             rash
             ,
             or
             the
             coward
             ;
             the
             temperate
             ,
             as
             well
             as
             the
             untemperate
             or
             stupid
             ;
             the
             liberall
             ,
             as
             well
             as
             the
             prodigall
             or
             avaricious
             ;
             the
             magnificent
             ,
             as
             well
             as
             the
             niggard
             or
             vainglorious
             ;
             the
             magnanimous
             ,
             as
             well
             as
             the
             proud
             or
             pusilanimous
             ;
             the
             modest
             ;
             as
             well
             as
             the
             ambitious
             or
             base
             minded
             ;
             the
             meek
             as
             well
             as
             the
             angrie
             ,
             or
             angerlesse
             ;
             the
             courteous
             ,
             as
             well
             as
             the
             flatterer
             ,
             or
             churlish
             ;
             the
             sincere
             ,
             as
             well
             as
             the
             dissembler
             ,
             or
             bragger
             ;
             the
             civilized
             
             man
             ,
             as
             well
             as
             the
             rustick
             ,
             or
             the
             scoggen
             ,
             or
             the
             officious
             pleasant
             ;
             the
             just
             as
             well
             as
             the
             unjust
             ,
             must
             all
             once
             die
             .
             The
             stout
             man
             may
             fight
             against
             death
             ;
             the
             temperate
             man
             keep
             a
             sober
             dyet
             to
             prolong
             his
             life
             ;
             the
             liberall
             propine
             it
             ;
             the
             magnificent
             make
             expences
             ;
             the
             magnanimous
             disdain
             it
             ;
             the
             modest
             smile
             at
             it
             ;
             the
             meek
             embrace
             it
             ;
             the
             courteous
             cherish
             it
             ;
             the
             civilized
             welcome
             it
             ;
             the
             just
             man
             execute
             judgements
             upon
             others
             ;
             but
             none
             of
             them
             can
             overcome
             death
             .
             Look
             to
             the
             superiour
             faculties
             .
             The
             religious
             divine
             in
             
               foro
               poli
               ;
            
             the
             curious
             lawyer
             ,
             in
             
               foro
               soli
               ;
            
             the
             skilfull
             mediciner
             in
             his
             shop
             ,
             must
             all
             once
             die
             .
             The
             first
             of
             these
             may
             teach
             of
             it
             ;
             the
             second
             may
             make
             a
             testament
             after
             it
             ;
             the
             third
             may
             prescribe
             a
             recipe
             against
             it
             ,
             but
             none
             of
             them
             can
             cast
             off
             its
             yoke
             .
             Look
             to
             the
             arts
             and
             sciences
             ;
             the
             experimented
             Grammarian
             may
             finde
             out
             sundrie
             significations
             of
             the
             word
             Death
             in
             divers
             languages
             ;
             the
             dainty
             Poet
             may
             make
             an
             Epitaph
             or
             Epicede
             ;
             the
             flowing
             oratour
             ,
             a
             funerall
             Sermon
             ;
             the
             subtile
             Logician
             may
             dispute
             
               pro
               ,
               &
               contra
               ;
            
             the
             ingenuous
             moralist
             may
             discourse
             trimly
             upon
             
             it
             ;
             but
             what
             can
             these
             do
             ,
             but
             what
             mortall
             men
             can
             do
             ,
             after
             all
             that
             they
             can
             do
             ,
             die
             !
             Therefore
             let
             not
             the
             beaten
             warriour
             thinke
             ,
             that
             all
             his
             stratagems
             can
             defend
             him
             ,
             or
             the
             polished
             polititian
             dreame
             that
             all
             the
             maximes
             of
             
               Matchiavel
               ,
            
             or
             the
             counsell
             of
             
               Achitophel
            
             can
             preserve
             him
             .
             Let
             not
             the
             Geometer
             bee
             so
             busie
             ,
             as
             to
             search
             out
             the
             place
             ;
             or
             the
             Arithmetician
             ,
             number
             the
             day
             ;
             or
             the
             Astrologue
             ,
             tell
             the
             manner
             of
             his
             death
             :
             let
             not
             the
             profound
             naturalist
             wade
             into
             the
             deep
             thereof
             ;
             nor
             the
             transcendent
             Metaphysician
             flee
             from
             it
             :
             for
             there
             is
             no
             art
             nor
             science
             under
             heaven
             which
             will
             learn
             a
             man
             not
             to
             die
             .
             Looke
             to
             the
             ages
             ;
             the
             embrion
             in
             its
             mothers
             bellie
             ,
             the
             babe
             on
             its
             mothers
             breast
             ,
             the
             wanton
             child
             ,
             the
             rash
             young
             man
             ,
             the
             strong
             man
             ,
             the
             wittie
             man
             ,
             the
             old
             man
             ,
             the
             decrepit
             man
             ;
             all
             must
             once
             die
             .
             Look
             to
             the
             conditions
             of
             men
             :
             Prince
             ,
             pastor
             ,
             and
             people
             ,
             all
             must
             once
             die
             .
             And
             to
             compendize
             that
             which
             I
             thought
             to
             enlarge
             ,
             both
             elect
             and
             reprobate
             ,
             all
             must
             once
             die
             ;
             they
             for
             the
             abolition
             of
             their
             miseries
             ,
             and
             position
             of
             their
             happinesse
             :
             these
             for
             the
             position
             
             of
             their
             miseries
             ,
             and
             remotion
             of
             all
             happinesse
             .
             They
             to
             be
             glorified
             in
             soule
             and
             body
             :
             these
             to
             bee
             damned
             in
             both
             .
             So
             that
             the
             godly
             die
             ,
             that
             they
             may
             live
             to
             God
             ,
             and
             with
             God
             in
             heaven
             ;
             the
             ungodly
             die
             ,
             that
             they
             may
             live
             to
             the
             devill
             ,
             and
             with
             the
             devill
             in
             hell
             .
             God
             preserve
             us
             from
             hell
             ,
             and
             reserve
             us
             to
             heaven
             .
          
           
             I
             prove
             the
             second
             point
             of
             this
             doctrine
             ,
             which
             is
             this
             ;
             There
             is
             nothing
             more
             uncertain
             ,
             then
             the
             time
             ,
             place
             ,
             and
             manner
             of
             death
             ,
             as
             a
             poet
             saith
             ,
             
               Nemo
               novit
               mortis
               tempusve
               ,
               locumve
               ,
               modumve
               :
            
             The
             time
             ,
             whether
             in
             the
             spring
             ,
             summer
             ,
             harvest
             ,
             winter
             of
             the
             year
             ,
             or
             of
             mans
             years
             ;
             whether
             at
             the
             point
             of
             the
             day
             ,
             morning
             ,
             mid-day
             ,
             evening
             ,
             night
             ,
             midnight
             ,
             it
             is
             uncertain
             .
             He
             that
             dieth
             early
             in
             the
             morning
             ,
             is
             the
             babe
             ;
             he
             that
             dyeth
             at
             the
             third
             houre
             ,
             is
             the
             young
             man
             ;
             he
             that
             dieth
             at
             the
             sixt
             houre
             ,
             is
             the
             strong
             man
             ;
             he
             that
             dieth
             at
             the
             ninth
             houre
             ,
             is
             the
             old
             man
             ;
             and
             he
             that
             dieth
             at
             the
             eleventh
             houre
             ,
             is
             the
             decrepit
             man.
             And
             therefore
             the
             Greek
             poet
             compareth
             man
             to
             an
             apple
             ,
             which
             is
             either
             pulled
             off
             before
             the
             time
             ,
             or
             else
             in
             time
             falleth
             
             off
             on
             the
             ground
             .
             And
             
               Epictetus
            
             to
             a
             candle
             ,
             which
             is
             exposed
             to
             winde
             ;
             it
             may
             shine
             a
             little
             ,
             and
             then
             goeth
             out
             .
             The
             place
             ,
             whether
             in
             thy
             house
             ,
             or
             in
             the
             temple
             ;
             in
             thy
             bed
             ,
             or
             at
             the
             table
             ▪
             in
             the
             mountain
             ,
             or
             in
             the
             valley
             ;
             in
             the
             wildernesse
             ,
             or
             in
             the
             fields
             ;
             on
             sea
             ,
             or
             by
             land
             ;
             in
             or
             out
             of
             thy
             countrey
             ,
             it
             is
             uncertain
             .
             The
             manner
             ,
             whether
             by
             sword
             ,
             famine
             ,
             pestilence
             ,
             sicknesse
             ,
             heat
             ,
             cold
             ,
             hunger
             ,
             thirst
             ,
             racke
             ,
             rope
             ,
             by
             peace
             ,
             or
             warre
             ,
             by
             a
             naturall
             or
             violent
             death
             ,
             it
             is
             uncertain
             .
             Of
             all
             these
             I
             might
             bring
             both
             exotick
             and
             domestick
             examples
             ,
             but
             I
             leave
             them
             to
             your
             daily
             reading
             ,
             and
             hearing
             of
             divine
             and
             profane
             histories
             .
             Onely
             I
             inferre
             these
             uses
             upon
             the
             precedent
             doctrine
             ,
             by
             way
             of
             direction
             from
             the
             dead
             ,
             and
             consequently
             from
             these
             two
             dead
             corps
             lying
             before
             us
             .
          
           
             
             Receive
             first
             then
             three
             directions
             upon
             the
             first
             point
             ,
             
               viz.
            
             The
             certainty
             of
             death
             .
          
           
             The
             first
             direction
             is
             ,
             
               Vive
               memor
               lethi
               ,
               fugit
               hora
               ,
               Persius
               .
            
             In
             thy
             life
             remember
             of
             thy
             death
             ,
             for
             thy
             houre
             slippeth
             .
             Time
             is
             precious
             ,
             but
             short
             ;
             and
             this
             is
             a
             hard
             lesson
             ,
             
               Memento
               mori
               .
            
             This
             was
             accustomed
             
             to
             be
             said
             to
             the
             Emperours
             in
             that
             great
             triumph
             at
             Rome
             ,
             
               Memento
               mori
               ,
               homo
               es
               ,
               mortalem
               te
               esse
               memineris
               ,
            
             Remember
             to
             die
             ,
             man
             thou
             art
             ,
             and
             remember
             that
             thou
             art
             mortall
             .
             All
             these
             did
             follow
             
               Philip
               ,
               Alexander
            
             the
             greats
             father
             ,
             who
             commanded
             his
             chamberlain
             thrice
             every
             day
             to
             round
             the
             same
             sentence
             in
             his
             eares
             .
             To
             this
             effect
             ,
             when
             the
             Egyptians
             did
             solemnize
             their
             natall
             dayes
             ,
             they
             had
             a
             dead
             scull
             upon
             their
             table
             ,
             to
             put
             them
             in
             minde
             of
             their
             mortalitie
             .
             One
             Church-yard
             in
             
               Paris
               ,
            
             I
             remarked
             ,
             hath
             moe
             sculls
             ,
             then
             there
             are
             living
             heads
             in
             
               Scotland
               .
            
             St.
             
               Jerome
            
             was
             wont
             to
             have
             in
             his
             studie
             before
             him
             ,
             a
             dead
             mans
             scull
             with
             a
             running
             glasse
             .
             But
             alas
             ,
             such
             is
             our
             follie
             ,
             that
             scarcely
             can
             wee
             remember
             of
             death
             ,
             when
             wee
             see
             the
             same
             painted
             upon
             the
             mort-cloath
             :
             wee
             may
             lose
             a
             legge
             to
             day
             ,
             an
             arme
             to
             morrow
             ,
             an
             eye
             the
             third
             day
             ,
             and
             these
             will
             not
             teach
             us
             to
             prepare
             our selves
             towards
             it
             .
             Consumption
             in
             the
             lights
             ,
             a
             stone
             in
             the
             bladder
             ,
             the
             gout
             in
             our
             feet
             ,
             the
             palsie
             in
             our
             hands
             ,
             2000
             known
             sicknesses
             in
             our
             bodies
             ,
             (
             to
             omit
             unknown
             ,
             for
             every
             member
             of
             our
             
             bodie
             is
             subject
             to
             diverse
             diseases
             )
             will
             not
             advertise
             us
             .
             Our
             house
             is
             ruinous
             ,
             but
             we
             cannot
             flit
             out
             of
             it
             .
             Chance
             telleth
             us
             ,
             that
             death
             is
             latent
             ;
             infirmitie
             ,
             that
             it
             is
             patent
             ;
             old
             age
             ,
             that
             it
             is
             present
             ,
             as
             saith
             
               Hugo
               .
            
             What
             ?
             for
             all
             this
             we
             cannot
             be
             enough
             admonished
             .
             And
             this
             is
             it
             that
             
               Jerome
            
             findeth
             fault
             with
             ,
             
               Quotidie
               morimur
               ,
               quotidie
               commutamur
               ,
               &
               tamen
               aeternos
               esse
               credimus
               :
            
             We
             die
             daylie
             ,
             we
             are
             changed
             daily
             ,
             yet
             we
             think
             our selves
             eternall
             .
             In
             the
             mean
             time
             ,
             in
             our
             most
             lively
             life
             we
             may
             perceive
             the
             verie
             print
             and
             footstep
             of
             death
             .
             For
             we
             do
             see
             continually
             ,
             and
             hear
             the
             cryes
             of
             mothers
             for
             their
             children
             ;
             of
             spouses
             ,
             for
             their
             husbands
             ;
             of
             servants
             ,
             for
             their
             masters
             ;
             visitation
             of
             sick
             ,
             mediciners
             ,
             preachers
             ,
             in
             our
             houses
             ,
             at
             our
             bedheads
             ,
             all
             warning
             us
             ,
             that
             we
             are
             besieged
             by
             death
             .
          
           
             
             The
             second
             direction
             is
             ,
             
               Fac
               hodie
               ,
               quod
               moriturus
               agas
               :
            
             so
             lead
             thy
             life
             as
             if
             thou
             wert
             even
             now
             dying
             .
             Every
             day
             that
             we
             live
             (
             complaineth
             
               Anselmus
               )
            
             wee
             come
             from
             our
             countrey
             to
             our
             banishment
             ;
             from
             the
             sight
             of
             God
             ,
             to
             darknesse
             ;
             from
             the
             pleasure
             of
             immortalitie
             ,
             to
             the
             corruption
             
             of
             death
             .
             
               Petrarcha
            
             affirmeth
             ,
             that
             he
             had
             not
             a
             
               morrow
            
             to
             look
             to
             ;
             and
             that
             to
             day
             he
             was
             prepared
             to
             die
             .
             
               Seneca
               ,
            
             a
             divine
             Philosopher
             to
             this
             purpose
             :
             
               Dic
               dormitanti
               ,
               potes
               non
               expergisci
               ;
               dic
               experrecto
               ,
               potes
               non
               dormire
               ampliùs
               ;
               dic
               exeunti
               ,
               potes
               non
               reverti
               ;
               dic
               redeunti
               ,
               potes
               non
               exire
               :
               id
               est
               ,
            
             Tell
             to
             him
             that
             sleepeth
             ,
             it
             may
             bee
             that
             he
             awake
             not
             ;
             and
             to
             him
             that
             is
             wakened
             ,
             that
             perhaps
             he
             shall
             sleep
             no
             more
             ;
             and
             to
             him
             that
             goeth
             forth
             ,
             that
             he
             shall
             not
             return
             ;
             and
             to
             him
             that
             returneth
             ,
             that
             perhaps
             he
             shall
             not
             go
             back
             .
          
           
             
               
               Quis
               scit
               an
               adjiciant
               hodiernae
               crastina
               vitae
               ,
            
             
               Tempora
               dii
               superi
               .
               &c.
               
            
          
           
             
               
               Sera
               nimis
               vita
               est
               crastina
               ,
               vive
               hodie
               .
            
          
           
             Both
             did
             borrow
             it
             from
             
               Euripides
               ,
            
             
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
            
             :
             It
             is
             too
             late
             to
             morrow
             ,
             live
             to
             daie
             .
             Happie
             is
             the
             man
             whose
             way
             ,
             journey
             ,
             time
             ,
             businesse
             ,
             breath
             goeth
             together
             ,
             walking
             before
             GOD
             as
             
               Abraham
               ,
            
             with
             God
             as
             
               Enoch
               ,
            
             in
             God
             as
             
               Paul.
            
             Happie
             is
             the
             man
             ,
             who
             is
             ever
             ready
             ,
             like
             a
             ship
             to
             loose
             with
             a
             faire
             winde
             ;
             like
             a
             horse
             for
             the
             bell
             ,
             not
             standing
             still
             
             as
             
               Joshuas
            
             sunne
             ,
             or
             returning
             back
             as
             
               Ezekias
            
             sunne
             ,
             but
             running
             its
             race
             as
             
               Davids
            
             sunne
             .
             Provident
             is
             he
             who
             maketh
             this
             testament
             aforehand
             ,
             and
             calculats
             this
             year
             to
             be
             his
             climacterick
             year
             ;
             this
             day
             ,
             this
             houre
             ,
             this
             moment
             ,
             this
             breath
             to
             be
             his
             last
             .
          
           
             
               
               Omnem
               crede
               diem
               tibi
               diluxisse
               supremum
               ,
            
          
           
             Imagine
             every
             day
             to
             be
             thy
             last
             day
             ;
             for
             this
             life
             is
             a
             lead
             ,
             and
             not
             a
             propertie
             ;
             a
             farme
             ,
             and
             not
             an
             heritage
             ;
             an
             hostage
             ,
             and
             not
             an
             abode
             ;
             if
             God
             warne
             thee
             to
             remove
             ,
             thou
             canst
             not
             suspend
             his
             summons
             .
          
           
             
             The
             third
             direction
             is
             ,
             
               Respice
               finem
               :
               Remember
               thy
               end
            
             (
             saith
             the
             wise
             man
             )
             
               and
               whatsoever
               thou
               takest
               in
               hand
               shall
               prosper
               :
            
             thou
             mayst
             well
             propone
             ,
             God
             dispones
             .
             Thou
             mayst
             entitle
             thy self
             with
             
               Alexander
            
             the
             conquerour
             ,
             the
             sonne
             of
             
               Jupiter
               Hammon
               ;
            
             and
             with
             
               Sapor
            
             king
             of
             
               Persia
               ,
            
             brother
             to
             the
             sunne
             or
             moone
             ,
             copartner
             with
             the
             stars
             ,
             king
             of
             kings
             :
             and
             exalt
             thy self
             with
             the
             titles
             of
             the
             king
             of
             
               Spaine
               ,
               Prester
               John
               ,
            
             the
             
               Turke
               ,
            
             the
             king
             of
             
               China
               ;
            
             thou
             mayst
             saile
             over
             the
             mountaines
             with
             
               Antiochus
               ,
            
             dry
             up
             the
             rivers
             with
             
               Sennacherib
               ,
            
             and
             bridle
             
             the
             seas
             ,
             as
             the
             Monarchs
             in
             their
             pride
             have
             attempted
             ;
             who
             with
             
               Edom
            
             have
             lift
             up
             themselves
             above
             the
             clouds
             ,
             as
             the
             eagle
             ,
             and
             builded
             their
             nest
             amongst
             the
             starres
             .
             But
             if
             thou
             have
             not
             builded
             upon
             the
             rock
             of
             Sion
             ,
             thou
             hast
             erected
             but
             a
             Babel
             ,
             a
             masse
             of
             confusion
             ,
             and
             death
             shall
             crosse
             ,
             crush
             ,
             and
             cut
             all
             thy
             designes
             ,
             and
             harbour
             thee
             in
             the
             place
             of
             silence
             ,
             where
             thou
             shalt
             neither
             see
             ,
             nor
             be
             seene
             any
             more
             .
             Thou
             shouldst
             then
             meditate
             on
             these
             three
             :
             1.
             
             
               Respice
               ,
            
             Look
             back
             to
             that
             which
             thou
             wast
             ,
             
               Earth
               :
            
             2.
             
             
               Aspice
               ,
            
             Behold
             what
             thou
             art
             ,
             
               Earth
               .
            
             and
             3
             
               prospice
               ,
            
             Consider
             what
             thou
             must
             be
             ,
             
               Earth
               .
            
             There
             thy
             beginning
             ,
             continuance
             ,
             end
             .
             Lord
             teach
             us
             to
             beginne
             well
             ,
             to
             continue
             better
             ,
             to
             end
             best
             of
             all
             :
             for
             the
             end
             crowneth
             the
             work
             .
          
           
             
             These
             are
             the
             three
             directions
             upon
             the
             certainty
             of
             death
             :
             receive
             also
             three
             other
             directions
             ,
             upon
             the
             uncertainty
             of
             the
             time
             ,
             place
             ,
             manner
             .
          
           
             
             The
             first
             direction
             is
             upon
             the
             
               Time.
            
             Howbeit
             it
             bee
             certain
             to
             God
             ,
             yet
             to
             man
             it
             is
             uncertain
             :
             yea
             to
             Christ
             as
             hee
             is
             the
             sonne
             of
             man
             ,
             who
             cometh
             as
             a
             
             thief
             in
             the
             night
             .
             Therefore
             let
             us
             have
             oyl
             in
             our
             lamps
             ,
             and
             our
             loynes
             girded
             toward
             our
             masters
             coming
             :
             let
             us
             watch
             and
             pray
             ,
             not
             knowing
             the
             day
             nor
             the
             houre
             .
             The
             preterit
             time
             is
             gone
             ,
             the
             present
             is
             a
             moment
             ;
             and
             the
             future
             is
             uncertaine
             .
             The
             day
             is
             short
             ,
             the
             worke
             is
             great
             ,
             our
             Master
             is
             at
             hand
             ,
             therefore
             let
             us
             be
             busie
             ,
             saith
             
               Rabbi
               Simeon
               .
            
             And
             if
             
               Apelles
            
             the
             painter
             ,
             thought
             every
             day
             lost
             wherein
             he
             drew
             not
             a
             line
             :
             So
             we
             Christians
             ,
             with
             
               Bernard
               ,
            
             should
             think
             every
             moment
             of
             time
             lost
             ,
             which
             we
             have
             not
             consecrated
             to
             God.
             
               Seneca
            
             affirmeth
             that
             a
             great
             part
             of
             our
             life
             slideth
             away
             with
             evil
             doing
             ,
             the
             most
             part
             by
             nothing
             doing
             ,
             the
             whole
             by
             doing
             that
             which
             we
             should
             not
             do
             ;
             and
             in
             the
             meane
             time
             death
             commeth
             upon
             a
             suddentie
             .
             Doth
             not
             one
             complaine
             that
             he
             hath
             left
             his
             house
             halfe
             builded
             ;
             the
             other
             that
             his
             victory
             is
             not
             crowned
             ;
             another
             ,
             that
             his
             meditations
             are
             not
             printed
             ;
             another
             ,
             that
             he
             hath
             not
             married
             his
             daughter
             ;
             another
             ,
             that
             hee
             hath
             not
             payed
             his
             debts
             ?
             And
             why
             ?
             because
             we
             are
             improvident
             ,
             and
             have
             not
             in
             time
             thought
             upon
             our
             last
             time
             ,
             
             which
             God
             in
             his
             wisedome
             hath
             not
             revealed
             unto
             us
             ,
             for
             fear
             wee
             be
             holden
             in
             continuall
             inquietude
             .
             
               Augustine
            
             saith
             well
             ,
             
               Vnus
               dies
               ignoratur
               ,
               ut
               multi
               observentur
               :
            
             which
             
               Gregory
            
             expoundeth
             ,
             The
             last
             houre
             is
             uncertain
             ,
             that
             we
             may
             suspect
             it
             ,
             and
             hasten
             to
             it
             .
             
               Davids
            
             child
             died
             an
             infant
             ,
             
               Eutychus
            
             a
             youth
             ,
             
               Sampson
            
             a
             strong
             man
             ,
             
               David
            
             an
             old
             man
             ,
             
               Methusalem
            
             a
             decrepit
             man.
             God
             teach
             us
             to
             be
             ready
             at
             all
             times
             ,
             for
             death
             is
             a
             fixed
             point
             which
             we
             must
             touch
             .
          
           
             
             The
             second
             direction
             is
             upon
             the
             place
             .
             Because
             wee
             know
             not
             in
             what
             place
             death
             will
             seize
             upon
             us
             ,
             let
             us
             wait
             upon
             it
             in
             all
             places
             ;
             for
             there
             is
             no
             corner
             in
             nature
             ,
             but
             death
             reignes
             in
             it
             ,
             subduing
             all
             things
             under
             it self
             ,
             as
             an
             implacable
             tyrant
             .
             The
             babes
             in
             
               Bethlehem
            
             died
             in
             their
             swadling
             clouts
             ,
             
               Jacob
            
             in
             his
             bed
             ,
             
               Eglon
            
             in
             his
             summer
             house
             ,
             
               Saul
            
             in
             the
             field
             ,
             
               Sennacherib
            
             in
             the
             temple
             ,
             
               Joab
            
             at
             the
             hornes
             of
             the
             altar
             ,
             a
             Marquesse
             of
             
               Mantua
               ,
               Speusippus
            
             a
             Philosopher
             ,
             and
             one
             of
             the
             Popes
             of
             Rome
             ,
             in
             the
             armes
             of
             whores
             .
             Let
             us
             send
             short
             and
             pithie
             ejaculations
             to
             God
             in
             all
             places
             ,
             that
             he
             who
             is
             omnipresent
             ,
             may
             bee
             powerfully
             
             present
             with
             us
             ,
             where
             death
             encountereth
             us
             ,
             and
             in
             what
             estate
             wee
             meet
             it
             ,
             in
             that
             same
             we
             shall
             compear
             in
             judgement
             .
          
           
             
             The
             third
             direction
             is
             upon
             the
             manner
             .
             This
             is
             a
             saying
             repeated
             by
             many
             ,
             
               ad
               vitam
               unus
               est
               exitus
               ,
               ad
               mortem
               paenè
               infiniti
               :
            
             There
             is
             one
             passage
             to
             life
             ,
             
               viz.
            
             our
             mothers
             bellie
             ,
             but
             to
             death
             ,
             are
             almost
             infinite
             .
             
               Raman
            
             hanged
             
               Jobs
            
             sons
             ,
             smothered
             the
             mothers
             of
             Jerusalem
             ,
             with
             their
             younglings
             starved
             to
             death
             ;
             
               Herod
            
             worm-eaten
             ,
             those
             of
             
               Sodom
            
             burnt
             with
             fire
             and
             brimstone
             ,
             those
             of
             the
             old
             world
             drowned
             with
             an
             uncomparable
             deluge
             of
             waters
             .
             Diverse
             are
             the
             kinds
             of
             the
             Saints
             death
             ;
             
               Esay
            
             was
             cut
             through
             the
             middle
             with
             a
             saw
             ;
             
               Peter
               ,
               James
               ,
               Paul
            
             and
             
               John
               ,
            
             beheaded
             ;
             
               Steven
               ,
               Philip
            
             of
             
               Bethsaida
               ,
            
             and
             
               Matthias
            
             stoned
             ;
             
               Bartholomew
            
             his
             skin
             pulled
             off
             him
             ;
             
               Thomas
            
             thrust
             through
             with
             a
             spear
             ;
             
               Luke
            
             hanged
             ;
             
               Andrew
               ,
               Simons
            
             brother
             ,
             and
             Christ
             himself
             crucified
             :
             of
             the
             Christians
             under
             the
             Emperours
             of
             Rome
             ,
             some
             pricked
             ,
             some
             rosted
             to
             death
             ,
             some
             devoured
             by
             cruell
             lyons
             ,
             some
             by
             ravenous
             wolves
             ,
             some
             by
             fierce
             tigres
             ,
             some
             
             with
             one
             or
             other
             exquisite
             torment
             pained
             to
             death
             .
             Our
             lesson
             is
             ,
             who
             are
             here
             present
             ,
             to
             lead
             a
             sanctified
             ,
             and
             renewed
             life
             ,
             serving
             God
             without
             feare
             ,
             in
             holinesse
             and
             righteousnesse
             before
             him
             all
             the
             dayes
             of
             our
             life
             ,
             that
             wee
             may
             obtaine
             a
             pleasant
             ,
             easie
             ,
             and
             precious
             death
             in
             the
             eyes
             of
             the
             Lord
             ;
             
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
               〈◊〉
            
             ;
             an
             happie
             death
             is
             immortalitie
             to
             soul
             and
             body
             :
             for
             every
             manner
             of
             death
             ,
             how
             execrable
             soever
             ,
             shall
             be
             sanctified
             on
             the
             tree
             ,
             whereon
             Christ
             was
             crucified
             .
             And
             thus
             farre
             of
             all
             the
             points
             of
             my
             text
             .
          
           
             
             Now
             my
             Noble
             ,
             Honourable
             ,
             Reverent
             ,
             and
             well
             beloved
             Auditors
             ,
             least
             I
             should
             omit
             any
             circumstance
             of
             this
             action
             looked
             for
             by
             you
             ,
             I
             come
             to
             these
             two
             dead
             corps
             lying
             at
             the
             lippe
             of
             the
             grave
             ,
             from
             which
             yee
             have
             received
             six
             directions
             ,
             and
             if
             they
             could
             speak
             any
             more
             ,
             they
             would
             make
             up
             the
             seventh
             ,
             which
             is
             the
             most
             perfect
             number
             ,
             that
             is
             to
             say
             ,
             Learne
             of
             us
             to
             die
             ,
             for
             ye
             must
             follow
             after
             us
             ;
             and
             we
             cannot
             come
             backe
             unto
             you
             .
             So
             their
             mouthes
             are
             stopped
             ,
             and
             we
             need
             not
             to
             speak
             unto
             them
             any
             more
             ,
             for
             they
             will
             
             not
             hear
             us
             ,
             therefore
             wee
             must
             speake
             something
             of
             them
             .
             To
             pray
             God
             for
             them
             ,
             we
             should
             not
             ,
             for
             it
             will
             not
             availe
             them
             ;
             to
             praise
             them
             (
             howbeit
             praise
             worthie
             )
             I
             am
             assured
             that
             criticks
             and
             censurers
             would
             take
             to
             themselves
             larger
             matter
             ,
             then
             perhaps
             were
             given
             them
             ,
             all
             consenting
             with
             one
             voice
             and
             minde
             ,
             that
             I
             a
             friend
             were
             driven
             by
             the
             violent
             streame
             of
             affection
             ,
             and
             the
             tempestuous
             storme
             of
             passion
             ,
             either
             upon
             the
             
               Scylla
            
             of
             ostentation
             ,
             or
             the
             Charibdis
             of
             assentation
             .
             But
             I
             hope
             the
             saile
             of
             my
             sinceritie
             shall
             carry
             the
             ship
             of
             my
             minde
             from
             these
             two
             rocks
             ,
             to
             the
             safe
             harbour
             of
             your
             favourable
             audience
             ,
             and
             sparing
             censures
             ;
             and
             that
             my
             mouth
             shall
             utter
             nothing
             ,
             but
             that
             which
             the
             carper
             himself
             ,
             a
             framed
             friend
             ,
             an
             impartiall
             judge
             ,
             a
             charitable
             christian
             ought
             to
             say
             ,
             to
             wit
             ,
             That
             this
             rare
             spectacle
             of
             one
             husband
             and
             spouse
             which
             cannot
             be
             severed
             in
             death
             ,
             would
             seeme
             in
             the
             eyes
             of
             a
             naturall
             man
             pitifull
             and
             deplorable
             ,
             but
             to
             us
             who
             see
             with
             spirituall
             eyes
             ,
             joyfull
             and
             comfortable
             :
             for
             they
             are
             with
             God.
             And
             this
             is
             remarkable
             ,
             Their
             joy
             was
             one
             ,
             their
             grief
             one
             ,
             their
             love
             
             one
             ,
             their
             life
             one
             ,
             their
             death
             one
             ,
             their
             buriall
             one
             ,
             their
             tombe
             one
             ,
             their
             grave
             one
             ,
             their
             glory
             one
             .
             And
             great
             is
             our
             union
             with
             them
             ,
             howbeit
             we
             be
             separate
             for
             a
             while
             :
             for
             charitie
             biddeth
             us
             say
             ,
             That
             our
             baptisme
             is
             one
             ,
             our
             faith
             one
             ,
             our
             hope
             one
             ,
             our
             love
             one
             ,
             our
             reward
             one
             ,
             our
             pilgrimage
             one
             ,
             our
             race
             one
             ,
             our
             warfare
             one
             ,
             our
             countrey
             one
             ,
             our
             common-wealth
             one
             ,
             our
             citie
             one
             ,
             our
             religion
             one
             ,
             our
             church
             one
             ,
             our
             spirit
             one
             ,
             our
             Christ
             one
             ,
             our
             God
             one
             ,
             the
             father
             of
             us
             all
             ,
             above
             us
             all
             ,
             in
             us
             all
             ,
             all
             in
             all
             .
          
           
             These
             are
             strait
             bands
             betwixt
             them
             and
             us
             ,
             for
             that
             same
             golden
             chaine
             of
             mercie
             which
             hath
             pulled
             them
             unto
             heaven
             is
             fastned
             to
             our
             souls
             ,
             that
             we
             also
             in
             our
             own
             time
             may
             be
             drawne
             hither
             .
             In
             the
             meane
             time
             we
             are
             banished
             and
             strangers
             ,
             they
             gone
             home
             and
             citizens
             ;
             we
             in
             
               Sodom
               ,
            
             they
             in
             
               Zoar
               ;
            
             wee
             in
             
               O
               Enon
               ,
            
             they
             in
             
               Salem
               ;
            
             wee
             in
             a
             terrestriall
             cottage
             ,
             they
             in
             a
             celestiall
             paradise
             ;
             we
             in
             clayie
             tabernacles
             ,
             they
             in
             glorious
             pavilions
             ;
             we
             are
             on
             this
             border
             of
             the
             sea
             ,
             they
             on
             the
             other
             ;
             wee
             drowned
             in
             the
             sea
             ,
             they
             in
             the
             ark
             ;
             wee
             in
             the
             
             desert
             ,
             they
             upon
             the
             top
             of
             mount
             
               Pisgah
               ;
            
             we
             in
             
               Egypt
               ,
            
             they
             in
             
               Canaan
               ;
            
             we
             tost
             to
             and
             fro
             ,
             they
             in
             the
             harbour
             mouth
             .
             Againe
             ,
             we
             in
             a
             labyrinth
             ,
             they
             in
             the
             fortunate
             Isles
             and
             
               Elisian
            
             fields
             ;
             wee
             hunt
             after
             shadows
             ,
             they
             enjoy
             the
             substance
             ;
             wee
             amongst
             Bears
             and
             Wolves
             ,
             they
             with
             the
             Lambe
             ;
             we
             fighting
             ,
             they
             triumphing
             .
             And
             what
             more
             ?
             we
             sick
             ,
             they
             whole
             ;
             we
             blinde
             ,
             they
             enlightned
             with
             that
             inaccessible
             light
             ;
             we
             see
             through
             a
             glasse
             ,
             they
             face
             to
             face
             ;
             wee
             know
             in
             part
             ,
             they
             fully
             ;
             we
             poore
             ,
             they
             rich
             ;
             wee
             naked
             ,
             they
             cloathed
             ;
             wee
             weare
             clouts
             and
             rags
             ,
             they
             bear
             crownes
             and
             scepters
             ;
             we
             hungrie
             ,
             they
             satisfied
             ;
             we
             feed
             upon
             the
             fruits
             of
             the
             earth
             ,
             they
             upon
             that
             quickning
             
               Manna
               ,
            
             the
             bread
             of
             Angels
             ;
             we
             imprisoned
             ,
             they
             set
             at
             libertie
             ;
             and
             that
             which
             the
             ignorant
             would
             thinke
             a
             wonder
             ,
             wee
             dead
             ,
             and
             they
             living
             .
             Why
             go
             wee
             then
             with
             mourning
             apparell
             ,
             seeing
             they
             have
             white
             robes
             ?
             Why
             weep
             we
             any
             more
             ,
             seeing
             all
             teares
             are
             wiped
             from
             their
             eyes
             ?
             Why
             do
             wee
             lament
             ,
             seeing
             they
             sing
             songs
             of
             triumph
             upon
             golden
             harps
             and
             viols
             ,
             with
             the
             melodious
             ,
             harmonious
             
             sweet-singing-chorestrie
             of
             Angels
             ?
             Surely
             if
             it
             were
             possible
             that
             glorified
             souls
             were
             subject
             to
             grief
             ,
             they
             have
             greater
             occasion
             to
             mourn
             for
             us
             ,
             then
             wefor
             them
             ,
             whose
             bands
             amongst
             themselves
             are
             so
             unseparable
             ,
             that
             death
             cannot
             break
             them
             ;
             and
             greater
             love
             wee
             read
             not
             of
             any
             two
             then
             of
             these
             :
             for
             it
             is
             stronger
             then
             death
             .
             O
             happie
             couple
             above
             the
             eloquence
             of
             man
             and
             angel
             !
             Many
             a
             loyall
             husband
             and
             chaste
             spouse
             would
             be
             glad
             of
             such
             an
             end
             .
             And
             what
             an
             end
             ?
             Let
             the
             envious
             Momus
             ,
             and
             injurious
             backbiter
             hold
             their
             peace
             ,
             and
             let
             me
             who
             stand
             in
             the
             presence
             of
             God
             ,
             and
             in
             the
             face
             of
             his
             people
             ,
             and
             in
             the
             chaire
             of
             veritie
             ,
             tell
             the
             truth
             :
             to
             wit
             ,
             That
             honourable
             Baron
             whose
             corps
             lyeth
             there
             in
             the
             flower
             of
             his
             yeares
             ,
             in
             the
             strength
             of
             his
             youth
             ,
             in
             the
             prime
             of
             his
             designes
             ,
             even
             when
             young
             men
             use
             to
             take
             up
             themselves
             ,
             is
             fallen
             ,
             and
             mowne
             downe
             from
             amongst
             us
             ,
             like
             a
             may
             flower
             in
             a
             green
             meadow
             .
          
           
             His
             vertuous
             Lady
             who
             having
             languished
             a
             little
             after
             him
             ,
             howbeit
             tender
             in
             body
             ,
             yet
             strong
             in
             minde
             ,
             and
             full
             of
             courage
             ,
             took
             her
             dear
             husbands
             death
             
             in
             so
             good
             part
             ,
             that
             shee
             did
             not
             give
             the
             least
             token
             of
             hopelesse
             and
             helplesse
             sorrow
             .
             Yet
             wearying
             to
             stay
             after
             her
             love
             ,
             she
             posted
             after
             him
             ,
             and
             slept
             peaceably
             in
             the
             Lord
             ,
             as
             her
             husband
             before
             her
             .
          
           
             This
             ,
             Noblemen
             ,
             Gentlemen
             ,
             and
             men
             of
             account
             amongst
             us
             have
             assured
             mee
             .
             So
             then
             ,
             as
             neither
             the
             husbands
             ancient
             house
             ,
             nor
             his
             honourable
             birth
             ,
             nor
             his
             noble
             allye
             ,
             nor
             his
             able
             and
             strong
             body
             ,
             nor
             his
             kinde
             ,
             stout
             ,
             liberall
             minde
             ,
             nor
             the
             rest
             of
             the
             ornaments
             which
             were
             in
             him
             alive
             ,
             and
             which
             recommend
             brave
             gentlemen
             to
             the
             view
             of
             this
             gazing
             world
             ,
             could
             keepe
             him
             from
             a
             preceding
             death
             .
             So
             neither
             the
             spouses
             noble
             race
             of
             generous
             and
             religious
             progenitours
             ,
             nor
             a
             wise
             carriage
             in
             a
             well
             led
             life
             ,
             nor
             the
             rest
             of
             her
             womanish
             perfections
             ,
             could
             free
             her
             from
             a
             subsequent
             death
             ,
             both
             due
             to
             them
             and
             us
             for
             our
             sins
             .
             God
             hath
             forgiven
             theirs
             ;
             God
             forgive
             ours
             also
             .
             They
             have
             done
             in
             few
             ,
             all
             that
             can
             be
             done
             in
             many
             yeares
             ;
             They
             have
             died
             well
             :
             God
             give
             us
             the
             like
             grace
             .
             In
             the
             mean
             time
             ,
             their
             reliques
             and
             exuvies
             ,
             
               terrae
               depositum
               ,
            
             shall
             
             lye
             there
             amongst
             other
             dead
             corps
             ,
             of
             their
             forebears
             and
             aftercommers
             ,
             all
             attending
             a
             generall
             resurrection
             :
             And
             their
             souls
             the
             best
             part
             of
             them
             ,
             
               coeli
               depositum
               ,
            
             have
             surpassed
             the
             bounds
             of
             this
             inferior
             world
             ,
             and
             are
             carried
             upon
             the
             wings
             of
             Cherubims
             and
             Seraphins
             ,
             to
             the
             bosome
             of
             
               Abraham
               ,
            
             for
             to
             change
             servitude
             with
             libertie
             ,
             earth
             with
             heaven
             ,
             miserie
             with
             felicitie
             ,
             and
             to
             bee
             made
             partakers
             of
             that
             beatifick
             vision
             ,
             reall
             union
             ,
             actuall
             fruition
             of
             our
             God
             ,
             in
             whose
             presence
             is
             fulnesse
             of
             joy
             ,
             and
             at
             whose
             right
             hand
             are
             pleasures
             for
             evermore
             .
             How
             shall
             we
             then
             conclude
             ,
             but
             with
             a
             hopefull
             and
             eternall
             farewel
             ,
             till
             it
             please
             God
             ,
             that
             wee
             all
             meet
             together
             on
             that
             great
             day
             ,
             on
             Sion
             hill
             ,
             and
             go
             into
             these
             everlasting
             tabernacles
             of
             the
             temple
             of
             the
             most
             High
             ,
             in
             the
             holy
             citie
             ,
             supernall
             
               Jerusalem
               ,
            
             amongst
             the
             Hierarchies
             of
             that
             innumerable
             companie
             of
             Angels
             ,
             the
             generall
             assemblie
             and
             church
             of
             the
             first
             borne
             ,
             written
             in
             heaven
             by
             the
             finger
             of
             God
             ,
             and
             the
             bloud
             of
             the
             Lambe
             ?
             When
             and
             where
             they
             with
             us
             ,
             and
             we
             with
             them
             ,
             and
             the
             whole
             multitude
             of
             the
             militant
             and
             triumphant
             
             Church
             ,
             reunited
             under
             Christ
             the
             head
             ,
             shall
             bee
             fully
             and
             finally
             glorified
             .
          
           
             O
             fooles
             that
             we
             are
             ,
             wee
             long
             with
             a
             vehement
             desire
             ,
             to
             see
             our
             earthly
             princes
             coronation
             in
             this
             earthly
             kingdome
             :
             I
             pray
             you
             let
             us
             wish
             with
             an
             holy
             impatience
             ,
             redoubled
             sighes
             ,
             unfained
             groanes
             to
             be
             dissolved
             ,
             and
             to
             bee
             with
             Christ
             ,
             that
             wee
             may
             see
             our
             owne
             glorious
             coronations
             in
             that
             kingdome
             of
             glory
             ?
             For
             ,
             O
             what
             solemnities
             !
             O
             what
             festivities
             !
             O
             what
             exultations
             !
             O
             what
             exclamations
             !
             O
             what
             triumphs
             shall
             be
             there
             !
             when
             the
             heavens
             and
             earth
             shall
             clap
             their
             hands
             for
             joy
             .
             Why
             do
             these
             base
             minds
             of
             ours
             creep
             any
             more
             like
             wormes
             on
             earth
             ,
             and
             soare
             not
             with
             the
             wings
             of
             heavenly
             contemplation
             ,
             that
             our
             conversation
             may
             be
             in
             heaven
             ?
             Why
             do
             we
             not
             flie
             with
             the
             golden
             feathers
             of
             faith
             &
             hope
             ,
             to
             embrace
             in
             the
             armes
             of
             our
             souls
             our
             gracious
             redeemer
             ,
             who
             is
             at
             hand
             ,
             &
             stretcheth
             forth
             his
             powerfull
             hand
             unto
             us
             ?
             O
             let
             us
             lift
             up
             our
             heads
             ,
             &
             open
             the
             everlasting
             gates
             of
             our
             souls
             ,
             that
             the
             king
             of
             glory
             may
             enter
             in
             ,
             and
             finde
             roome
             therein
             ,
             howbeit
             the
             
             heaven
             of
             heavens
             is
             not
             able
             to
             containe
             him
             ;
             who
             is
             the
             joy
             of
             the
             heavens
             ,
             the
             hope
             of
             the
             earth
             ,
             the
             light
             and
             life
             of
             the
             world
             ,
             the
             ease
             of
             the
             oppressed
             ,
             the
             comfort
             of
             the
             afflicted
             ,
             the
             advocate
             of
             sinners
             ,
             the
             reward
             of
             the
             just
             ,
             our
             only
             Saviour
             .
             O
             let
             us
             set
             our
             affections
             upon
             him
             ,
             and
             behold
             him
             ,
             whose
             love
             shed
             abundantly
             in
             our
             hearts
             ,
             should
             swallow
             all
             other
             love
             ,
             who
             is
             the
             wisedome
             of
             God
             ,
             and
             ours
             before
             the
             world
             ,
             set
             as
             a
             rose
             of
             starres
             upon
             our
             head
             ,
             when
             others
             shall
             bee
             confounded
             .
          
           
             Therefore
             bow
             downe
             the
             knees
             of
             your
             hearts
             ,
             with
             your
             voices
             ,
             your
             hands
             and
             eyes
             unto
             heaven
             ,
             saying
             ,
             O
             come
             thou
             (
             whom
             our
             soules
             both
             love
             and
             long
             for
             )
             Lord
             Jesus
             ,
             yea
             come
             quickly
             ,
             and
             tye
             us
             unto
             thy selfe
             by
             the
             band
             of
             perfection
             ,
             the
             coards
             of
             thy
             unspeakable
             loue
             .
             Wee
             die
             ,
             wee
             divine
             after
             thee
             ,
             O
             sweet
             life
             ,
             O
             dear
             love
             !
             Tarrie
             not
             while
             we
             are
             ready
             ,
             but
             take
             us
             to
             thy selfe
             ,
             and
             cover
             us
             with
             the
             banner
             of
             thy
             love
             ,
             and
             present
             us
             holy
             ,
             harmelesse
             ,
             acceptable
             before
             thine
             heavenly
             father
             ,
             that
             wee
             may
             dwell
             with
             thee
             ,
             and
             in
             
             thee
             eternally
             ,
             and
             through
             thee
             possesse
             the
             things
             which
             neither
             eye
             hath
             seen
             ,
             nor
             ear
             hath
             heard
             ,
             nor
             the
             heart
             of
             man
             was
             ever
             able
             to
             conceive
             .
          
           
             Now
             to
             this
             Jesus
             our
             redeemer
             ,
             to
             the
             Father
             our
             Creator
             ,
             to
             the
             holy
             Ghost
             our
             comforter
             ,
             one
             GOD
             in
             three
             persons
             ,
             let
             us
             render
             from
             the
             bottome
             of
             our
             soules
             ,
             all
             Honour
             ,
             all
             Praise
             ,
             all
             Glory
             ,
             for
             ever
             and
             ever
             ,
             AMEN
             .
          
           
             AMEN
             .
          
        
      
    
     
       
         
         
           
           
             VIRI
             NOBILIS
          
           JOANNIS
           CRAFORD
           II
           ,
           D.
           KILBVRNII
           ,
           aeternae
           memoriae
           sacravit
           hoc
           epicedium
           
             Ninianus
             Campbellus
             .
          
        
         
           
             SIccine
             
               Kilburni
               ,
            
             florentis
             stamina
             vitae
             ,
          
           
             Ante
             diem
             rupit
             
               Parca
            
             severa
             tuae
             ▪
          
           
             Attamen
             exultas
             ,
             quoniam
             mens
             inscia
             fati
             ,
          
           
             Praepetibus
             pennis
             caelica
             templa
             subit
             ▪
          
           
             Haurit
             ubi
             puros
             latices
             ,
             &
             Nectaris
             uvas
             ,
          
           
             Caeleftis
             diâ
             vivit
             &
             Ambrosiâ
             .
          
           
             Ponite
             luctificos
             gestamina
             tristia
             cultus
             ,
          
           
             Ponite
             funereas
             vos
             pia
             turba
             faces
             .
          
           
             Vivit
             quem
             fletis
             ,
             votum
             super
             omne
             vigetque
          
           
             Despectans
             oculis
             inferiora
             suis
             .
          
           
             Non
             est
             mortalis
             ,
             (
             quantum
             mutatur
             ab
             illo
             ?
             )
          
           
             Qui
             colit
             aetherei
             culmina
             celsa
             poli
             :
          
           
             Atque
             Dei
             vitam
             degit
             felicibus
             ausis
             ,
          
           
             Humano
             major
             nomine
             ,
             voce
             ,
             vice
             .
          
        
      
       
         
           Idem
           hoc
           nati
           ,
           patris
           ,
           &
           matris
           ,
           qui
           uno
           eodemque
           mense
           obierant
           ,
           Epitaphium
           .
        
         
           
             POst
             natum
             
               Genitor
               ,
            
             post
             hunc
             dulcissima
             Mater
             ;
          
           
             Hoc
             gaudent
             tumulo
             corpora
             trina
             simul
             .
          
           
             Natus
             praecessit
             
               Genitorem
               ,
            
             funera
             Mater
          
           
             Tertia
             subsequitur
             ,
             Mensis
             &
             unus
             erat
             .
          
           
             Felices
             animae
             !
             quibus
             his
             excedere
             terris
             ,
          
           
             Sic
             datur
             ,
             &
             vitâ
             jam
             potiore
             frui
             .
          
        
      
       
         
         
           VIRI
           CONSULTISSIMI
           
             SCAEVOLAE
             SAMMARTHANI
          
           Galli
           memoriae
           sacravit
           hoc
           carmen
           NINIANUS
           CAMPBELLUS
           .
        
         
           
             VMbrosas
             Heliconis
             inter
             oras
             ,
          
           
             Pimplaei
             &
             nemoris
             sacros
             recessus
             ,
          
           
             Me
             jam
             Pierio
             calore
             raptum
          
           
             Cerno
             :
             dum
             me
             ditor
             polire
             carmen
          
           
             Cultum
             ,
             nobile
             ,
             molle
             ,
             delicatum
             ,
          
           
             Indictum
             ore
             alio
             ,
             beatiori
          
           
             Venâ
             progenitum
             ,
             sinuque
             Phoebi
             .
          
           
             Quo
             te
             prosequar
             omnibus
             canendum
          
           
             Seclis
             ,
             magne
             senex
             ,
             tuique
             dotes
          
           
             Vrbani
             genii
             facetioris
             ,
          
           
             Docti
             judicii
             politioris
             ,
          
           
             Aequem
             Sceptrigeri
             polo
             Tonantis
             .
          
           
             Si
             fas
             sit
             numeris
             phaleuciorum
             ,
          
           
             Te
             laudare
             virum
             disertiorem
          
           
             Phoebo
             ,
             Mercurioque
             ,
             gratiisque
             .
          
           
             Quem
             circumvolitat
             novena
             turba
             ,
          
           
             Longaeva
             &
             Themis
             ,
             &
             severa
             Pallas
             ,
          
           
           
             Testes
             aetherii
             tui
             caloris
             .
          
           
             Cujus
             fama
             vigens
             virûm
             per
             ora
          
           
             Doctorum
             advolat
             aureis
             quadrigis
             .
          
           
             Ast
             nobis
             cadis
             ah
             tuis
             ademptum
          
           
             Lumen
             !
             proh
             dolor
             orbi
             &
             universo
             ,
          
           
             Extinctum
             jubar
             aurei
             nitoris
             !
          
           
             Ni
             jam
             stellifero
             polo
             micares
             ,
          
           
             Despectans
             humiles
             soli
             jacentis
          
           
             Tractus
             ,
             ut
             simul
             omnibus
             renatus
             ,
          
           
             Es
             lux
             fulgidior
             priore
             luce
             .
          
           
             Quâ
             nostros
             oculos
             rapis
             sequaces
             ,
          
           
             Et
             totos
             animos
             sereniori
          
           
             Perfundis
             radio
             tui
             decoris
             ,
          
           
             Fulgens
             clarior
             hespero
             recenti
             ,
          
           
             Multò
             &
             pulchrior
             imminente
             lunâ
             :
             ▪
          
           
             Vt
             diam
             nequeam
             videre
             lucem
             ,
          
           
             Quam
             praebes
             tremulis
             meis
             ocellis
             ,
          
           
             Et
             toti
             patriae
             tuae
             decorae
             ,
          
           
             Ex
             quâ
             nasceris
             alma
             fax
             futuri
          
           
             Secli
             ,
             gloria
             &
             orbis
             universi
             .
          
           
             Cui
             tu
             perpetuum
             diem
             reducis
             ,
          
           
             Aut
             mentis
             faculâ
             benigniori
             ,
          
           
             Dicatae
             sophiâ
             secretiori
             ,
          
           
             Sermone
             aut
             nitidam
             indicante
             mentem
             .
          
           
             Cui
             cedunt
             veneres
             Catullianae
             ,
          
           
             Et
             limphâ
             liquidâ
             suaviores
          
           
             Melliti
             latices
             Terentiani
             .
          
           
             Cum
             vis
             vincier
             aspero
             Cothurno
             ,
          
           
           
             Et
             cedunt
             lyrici
             canora
             plectra
             ,
          
           
             Et
             grandes
             numeri
             Maroniani
             ,
          
           
             Et
             fervens
             genius
             Lucretianus
             .
          
           
             Quicquid
             Gallia
             parturit
             decori
             ,
          
           
             Quicquid
             Graecia
             protulit
             venusti
             ,
          
           
             Et
             quicquid
             Latium
             dedit
             politi
             ,
          
           
             Id
             vincis
             .
             Licet
             invidae
             Caemaenae
          
           
             Certent
             ,
             ambiguam
             facis
             coronam
             ,
          
           
             Cunctis
             vatibus
             ,
             &
             stupente
             Phoebo
             ,
          
           
             Cingis
             tempora
             Laureâ
             perenni
             .
          
           
             Vt
             corpus
             jaceat
             licet
             sepultum
             ,
          
           
             Fatali
             tumulo
             ,
             O
             beate
             vivas
             ,
          
           
             Auctor
             maxime
             carminis
             tenelli
             ,
          
           
             Limati
             ,
             sapidi
             ,
             aurei
             ,
             politi
             !
          
           
             O
             quantum
             tibi
             nominis
             paratur
             !
          
           
             Dum
             cantaberis
             orbe
             note
             toto
             ,
          
           
             Nullis
             Scaevola
             conticende
             linguis
             .
          
           
             Sed
             quò
             tendimus
             alta
             musa
             ?
             Siste
          
           
             Gressum
             .
             Quove
             rapis
             novâ
             tumentem
          
           
             Laude
             ?
             aut
             insolito
             furore
             plenum
             ,
          
           
             Sustollis
             modo
             vitreo
             daturum
          
           
             Ponto
             nomina
             ?
             caetibusque
             centum
             ,
          
           
             Misces
             Mercurialium
             virorum
             ?
          
           
             Quos
             mens
             ardua
             vexit
             ad
             bicornis
          
           
             Montis
             culmina
             ,
             Pegasique
             celsos
          
           
             Pennis
             vestiit
             .
             Ast
             apis
             sagacis
          
           
             Jnstar
             ,
             libo
             rosas
             amoeniores
             ,
          
           
             Et
             gratas
             violas
             ,
             Thymumque
             dutce
             ,
          
           
           
             Propter
             flumina
             ,
             roscidasque
             ripas
          
           
             Formosi
             Ligeris
             ,
             libentiusque
          
           
             Fingo
             carmina
             manibus
             litandis
             ,
          
           
             O
             divine
             senex
             ,
             tuis
             dicata
             !
          
           
             Nam
             nunquam
             mihi
             te
             silere
             fas
             est
             ,
          
           
             Totam
             qui
             meritis
             tuam
             beasti
          
           
             Dilectam
             patriam
             ,
             entheaeque
             linquis
          
           
             Mentis
             pignora
             docta
             ,
             rara
             ,
             diva
             ,
          
           
             Vt
             te
             dicere
             nemo
             posset
             unum
          
           
             Praeter
             te
             ,
             O
             niveae
             parens
             loquelae
             .
          
        
         
           
             Parisiis
             prius
             edita
             .
             Anno
             ,
             
               1629.
               
            
             
               Cal.
               Sextileîs
               .
            
          
        
      
       
         
           IN
           OBITUM
           VIRI
           COLENDISSIMI
           archiepischopi
           ,
           de
           civitate
           ,
           Academiâ
           &
           
             ecclesiâ
             ibidem
             meritissimi
             .
          
        
         
           Ad
           civitatem
           Glascuensem
           .
        
         
           
             ALmaquid
             incedis
             funesto
             Glascua
             cultu
             ,
          
           
             Et
             faedata
             modis
             tristibus
             ora
             geris
             ?
          
           
             An
             quod
             vester
             amor
             vitâ
             jactatus
             acerbâ
             ,
          
           
             Praesul
             post
             longae
             taedia
             dura
             morae
          
           
             Suspiret
             potiore
             frui
             ?
             qui
             gaudia
             laetae
          
           
             Carpat
             ,
             &
             innocuis
             concelebratajocis
             .
          
           
           
             Sentiat
             ac
             purum
             divini
             numinis
             haustum
             ,
          
           
             Atque
             nová
             multùm
             luce
             triumphet
             ovans
             ,
          
           
             Nonquae
             sublimis
             transcendit
             culmina
             mundi
          
           
             Celsa
             triumphatrix
             mens
             modò
             plena
             deo
          
           
             Tangitur
             immodico
             luctu
             .
             Quid
             inania
             vota
          
           
             Fundis
             ?
             divino
             vivitur
             arbitrio
             .
          
           
             Illum
             flere
             nefas
             ,
             cujus
             pars
             optima
             vitae
          
           
             Nil
             aliud
             docuit
             quam
             didic
             isse
             mori
             .
          
           
             Si
             mors
             dicenda
             est
             ,
             per
             quam
             prope
             numenamicū
          
           
             Inque
             serenati
             degitur
             arce
             poli
             .
          
        
      
       
         
           Ad
           Academiam
           
             Glascuensem
             ,
          
           &
           doctos
           qui
           ad
           funus
           exornandum
           eò
           confluxerant
           .
        
         
           
             AH
             prima
             coelicura
             ,
             virtutum
             parens
             ,
          
           
             Lumen
             juventae
             vividum
             ,
          
           
             Phoebi
             supellex
             ,
             dia
             nutrix
             artium
          
           
             Sedes
             honorum
             splendida
             ,
          
           
             Quid
             nunc
             jaces
             afflicta
             curis
             acribus
          
           
             Et
             mersa
             patris
             funere
             ,
          
           
             Praeluxit
             olim
             qui
             tibi
             ?
             nunc
             additus
          
           
             Caelo
             jubar
             fulget
             novum
             .
          
           
             Lugesne
             ademptum
             coetibus
             mortalium
             ,
          
           
             Qui
             gaudet
             aulâ
             caelicá
             ?
          
           
             Nec
             non
             beatus
             ,
             totus
             &
             plenus
             Deo
             ,
          
           
             Portum
             salutis
             appulit
             ?
          
           
           
             Ast
             heu
             miselli
             volvimur
             nos
             fluctibus
             ,
          
           
             A
             patriâ
             ostraprocul
             .
          
           
             Non
             hic
             querelis
             mollibus
             ,
             non
             planctibus
          
           
             Vrgendus
             heros
             amplius
             .
          
           
             Tradux
             olympi
             nam
             soluta
             ergastulo
             ,
          
           
             Mens
             fessa
             terrae
             ponderis
             ,
          
           
             Miscetur
             albo
             coelitum
             ,
             qui
             concinunt
          
           
             Laudes
             dicatas
             numini
             .
          
           
             Quod
             gloriosâ
             luce
             perfusi
             vident
             ,
          
           
             Mirantur
             ,
             &
             fixi
             stupent
             .
          
           
             Non
             est
             quod
             ergo
             prosequaris
             Nenia
             ,
          
           
             Manes
             quietos
             praesulis
             ,
          
           
             O
             turba
             vatum
             ,
             quae
             pia
             in
             fletum
             fluis
             ,
          
           
             Moerente
             lessu
             personans
             .
          
           
             Cunctis
             terenda
             est
             haec
             semel
             lethivia
             ,
          
           
             Nos
             proximi
             fato
             sumus
             :
          
           
             Quos
             continenter
             distrahunt
             moeror
             ,
             pavor
             ,
          
           
             Et
             mortis
             atrae
             vulnera
             ,
          
           
             Donec
             peractâ
             ,
             fata
             quam
             cernent
             ,
             vice
          
           
             Clemens
             Deus
             nos
             uniat
             ;
          
           
             Qui
             gestiamus
             libero
             &
             vero
             bono
             ,
          
           
             Per
             tota
             laeti
             secula
             .
          
        
         
           
             Anno
             
               1632.
               
               Nonas
               Novembris
               .
            
          
        
      
       
         
         
           IN
           OBITUM
           VIRI
           INTEGERRIMI
           
             GVLIELMI
             BLARI
             ,
          
           Pastoris
           vigilantissimi
           fidissimique
           apud
           Britannodunenses
           .
        
         
           
             POstquam
             pastores
             divos
             tot
             lumina
             mundi
             ,
          
           
             Condidit
             obscuro
             mors
             inimica
             peplo
             ,
          
           
             Tune
             etiam
             ,
             pie
             Blare
             ,
             jaces
             ereptus
             amicis
             ,
          
           
             Et
             comitom
             tantis
             nox
             dedit
             atra
             viris
             ?
          
           
             Heu
             rerum
             ingenium
             ,
             probitas
             ,
             doctrina
             ,
             pudorque
          
           
             Vnius
             hâc
             plagâ
             suneris
             icta
             cadunt
             .
          
           
             Nec
             non
             pullato
             squalens
             ecclesia
             cultu
          
           
             Luget
             ▪
             et
             hoc
             feretro
             triste
             levavit
             onus
             .
          
           
             En
             nos
             ,
             quos
             sophiae
             junxit
             tibi
             sacra
             cupid●
          
           
             Coelestis
             ,
             tessu
             tangimur
             usque
             tuo
             .
          
           
             Sed
             de
             siderium
             ,
             lachrymae
             ,
             gemitusque
             dolorque
          
           
             Nil
             prosunt
             ,
             nusquam
             conspiciendus
             a●es
             .
          
           
             Hins
             no●●e●tendi
             ,
             non
             tu
             ,
             qui
             laeta
             capessis
          
           
             Gaudia
             ,
             justitiae
             sole
             nitente
             mieans
             .
          
           
             Nam
             certe
             in
             tenebris
             vitae
             ,
             vitiique
             stupore
          
           
             Degimus
             hoc
             avitur●●
             misella
             hominum
             .
          
        
      
       
         
           Aliud
           in
           Nobilissima
           ejus
           verba
           suavissimae
           consolationis
           plenissima
           .
        
         
           
             QVale
             melos
             cantat
             sinuoso
             flumine
             Cygnus
             ,
          
           
             Instantis
             praeco
             funeris
             ipse
             sui
             ;
          
           
             Tale
             canis
             nuper
             ,
             dum
             coeli
             gaudia
             cernis
             ;
          
           
             Pendet
             ab
             ore
             pio
             lecta
             corona
             tuo
             .
          
           
           
             Dumque
             Deo
             raptus
             contendis
             in
             aethera
             nisu
             ,
          
           
             Mox
             novus
             ex
             ipso
             sunere
             factus
             olor
             .
          
           
             Laetus
             ut
             aeterno
             moduleris
             carmina
             plectro
             ,
          
           
             Quéis
             summi
             resonant
             fulgida
             tecta
             patris
             :
          
           
             Vtque
             leves
             temnens
             curas
             ,
             &
             vota
             gementûm
          
           
             In
             cassum
             ,
             vero
             jam
             potiare
             bono
             .
          
        
         
           
             Anno
             
               1632.
               pridie
               Cal.
               Decembris
               .
            
          
        
      
       
         
           Viri
           Nobilissimi
           Domini
           
             Gulielmi
             Coninghami
             ,
             Glencarniae
          
           Comitis
           illustrissimi
           ,
           apotheosis
           .
        
         
           
             O
             Te
             beatum
             luce
             fulgentem
             novâ
          
           
             Gemmantis
             instar
             sideris
             !
          
           
             Vîxti
             soli
             lumen
             ,
             polo
             nunc
             adderis
          
           
             In
             templo
             amaeno
             ,
             lucido
             ,
          
           
             Plenus
             deo
             ,
             sublimior
             multo
             meae
          
           
             Venae
             faventis
             numine
             .
          
           
             Quamvis
             calorem
             sentiam
             mox
             entheum
          
           
             Qui
             pandit
             alas
             ingeni
             ,
          
           
             Per
             cuncta
             rerum
             ,
             non
             potest
             attollier
          
           
             Me●s
             pressa
             vinclo
             corporis
             .
          
           
             Quò
             tu
             volasti
             plurimum
             fretus
             Deo
          
           
             Heros
             stupendis
             ausibus
             ,
          
           
             Vltrà
             minaces
             spes
             ,
             metus
             omnes
             leves
             ,
          
           
             Vitae
             &
             fugacis
             toedia
             :
          
           
             Et
             degis
             heroum
             choro
             mixtus
             pio
             ,
          
           
             Caelesti
             raptus
             gloriâ
             .
          
           
           
             Nec
             tu
             jacebis
             diutius
             terrae
             in
             specu
             ,
          
           
             Qui
             nos
             egenos
             excipit
             .
          
           
             Eheu
             misellos
             patriá
             dulci
             procul
          
           
             Quid
             non
             piget
             nos
             exilî
             ?
          
           
             Vt
             te
             sequamur
             qui
             praeivisti
             lubens
             ,
          
           
             Pars
             illa
             nostri
             nobilis
             ,
          
           
             Ast
             tantulum
             salve
             ,
             &
             vale
             nostri
             cape
             haec
          
           
             Desiderî
             nunc
             pignora
             .
          
        
         
           
             Nonas
             
               Novemb.
               1631.
               
            
          
        
      
       
         
           In
           obitum
           viri
           clarissimi
           
             Guilielmi
             Strutheri
             ,
          
           Ecclesiae
           primûm
           
             Glascuensis
             ,
             deinde
          
           Edinburgensis
           
             Pastoris
          
           fidissimi
           &
           facundissimi
           .
        
         
           
             FAcunde
             praeco
             melle
             quovis
             dulcior
             ,
          
           
             Aut
             melle
             si
             quid
             dulcius
             ;
          
           
             Qui
             me
             solebas
             poculis
             rorantibus
          
           
             Suadae
             potentis
             me
             gere
             ,
          
           
             Demergis
             eheu
             lach
             ymosi
             funeris
          
           
             Me
             fluctibus
             nunc
             obrutum
             .
          
           
             Quam
             semper
             altis
             imminent
             virtutibus
          
           
             Parcae
             ferocis
             vuine
             a
             !
          
           
             Quaesensit
             aevi
             lumen
             ,
             &
             noster
             soli
          
           
             Nestor
             Britanni
             
               Bodius
               .
            
          
           
             O
             quantus
             heros
             (
             judicet
             Phoebus
             licet
             )
          
           
             Toti
             canendus
             seculo
             !
          
           
           
             Nulli
             secundus
             
               Camero
            
             aeternùm
             silet
             ;
          
           
             Nec
             sensa
             prudens
             eruet
          
           
             Caelestis
             almi
             ,
             conspicandi
             oraculi
          
           
             Mirante
             doctorum
             choro
             .
          
           
             Succedis
             illis
             qui
             voves
             morti
             nihil
             ;
          
           
             Nam
             posthumae
             laudis
             satur
             ,
          
           
             Transmittis
             orbi
             scripta
             tot
             vivacia
          
           
             Quot
             nullus
             expunget
             dies
             :
          
           
             
               Struthere
            
             claras
             qui
             colis
             divûm
             domos
             ,
          
           
             Vitâque
             gaudes
             caelicâ
             ,
          
           
             Felix
             perenni
             qui
             refulges
             otio
             ,
          
           
             Liber
             caduco
             tempore
             .
          
           
             Qui
             terra
             tanti
             muneris
             compos
             fuit
             ?
          
           
             Cui
             vasta
             coeli
             machina
          
           
             Arridet
             ultrò
             ,
             cuique
             supremus
             favor
          
           
             Stellantis
             aulae
             militat
             .
          
           
             Huc
             advolasti
             gloriae
             actus
             curribus
             ,
          
           
             Et
             vectus
             alis
             ingenî
             .
          
           
             Sic
             functa
             fato
             redditur
             natalibus
          
           
             Mens
             ,
             nomen
             in
             terris
             manet
             .
          
           
             Dum
             sol
             corusca
             luce
             diffundet
             jubar
          
           
             Caeleste
             cunctis
             ,
             siderum
             &
          
           
             Volventur
             orbes
             ,
             laudibus
             cresces
             novis
             ,
          
           
             O
             fax
             futuri
             seculi
             .
          
        
         
           
             Anno
             
               1633.
               idus
               Decembr
               .
            
          
        
      
       
         
         
           IN
           OBITUM
           
             JOANNIS
             ROSAE
             ,
          
           oratoris
           ,
           poetae
           ,
           Philosophi
           &
           Theo
           
             logi
             eximii
             ,
             &
             Pastoris
          
           Mechlimensis
           facundissimi
           .
        
         
           
             O
             Coeligermen
             ,
             charitum
             flos
             ,
             veris
             ocelle
             ,
          
           
             Gloria
             musarum
             ,
             dulcis
             amice
             
               Rosa
               ,
            
          
           
             Carperis
             heu
             parcae
             funesto
             pollice
             ,
             nunquam
          
           
             Culmine
             Parnassi
             conspiciende
             
               Rosa
               .
            
          
           
             Cunctis
             anteferende
             rosis
             ,
             quèis
             gaudet
             &
             Hybla
             ,
          
           
             Saltus
             &
             Idalius
             ,
             littus
             &
             O
             Ebalium
             ,
          
           
             Etpraedives
             Arabs
             ,
             &
             Paestiroscidatempe
             ,
          
           
             Atque
             Paphos
             Tmolus
             ,
             Gnosia
             terra
             ,
             Cilix
             .
          
           
             Vtlicet
             aeterno
             jam
             decantere
             triumpho
          
           
             Mox
             vatum
             numeris
             concelebrande
             
               Rosa
               ,
            
          
           
             Luxerunt
             obitum
             Muse
             ,
             Suadela
             files●it
          
           
             Vocalis
             ,
             mundae
             cui
             labra
             picta
             rosae
             .
          
           
             Amissum
             queritur
             longê
             pulchrima
             Cypris
             ,
          
           
             Qui
             modo
             vernabat
             lumina
             bina
             ,
             
               Rosam
               .
            
          
           
             Nec
             myrtus
             placuit
             divae
             ,
             nec
             vitis
             laccho
             ,
          
           
             Nec
             Pani
             pinus
             ,
             nec
             platanus
             genio
             ,
          
           
             Mellea
             nec
             quercus
             grataest
             devota
             Tonanti
             ,
          
           
             Nec
             lauro
             cinxit
             tempora
             Phoebus
             ovans
             ▪
          
           
             Ex
             quo
             decideras
             lethali
             vulnere
             carptus
          
           
             Ah
             
               Rosa
            
             jam
             nobis
             ,
             raptus
             &
             ante-diem
             ,
          
           
             AEgide
             non
             gestit
             Pallas
             ,
             ralaria
             nedum
          
           
             Interpres
             divûm
             nectere
             vuli
             pedibus
             .
          
           
             Quippe
             diique
             deaeque
             omnes
             hoc
             funere
             maerent
             ,
          
           
             Quod
             tibi
             jam
             faciant
             debita
             justa
             ,
             
               Rosa
               .
            
          
           
           
             Non
             compus
             bellus
             ,
             non
             flumina
             viva
             Lycet
             ,
          
           
             Non
             Jovis
             aurifluae
             plurimus
             imber
             aquae
             ,
          
           
             Non
             tristes
             lachrymae
             ,
             non
             Castalis
             unda
             supernê
          
           
             Fonte
             fluens
             liquido
             te
             refovere
             queunt
             ;
          
           
             Quô
             minus
             arescas
             Pimplaei
             gratiaruris
             ,
          
           
             Nec
             non
             Pierii
             sedula
             curae
             soli
             .
          
           
             Numte
             lacteolo
             gestabit
             pectore
             Musa
          
           
             Amplius
             ?
             aut
             Phoebus
             candidiore
             sin●e
          
           
             Excipiet
             posthac
             ?
             certê
             melioribus
             horis
          
           
             Crescis
             ubi
             zephyrus
             lenia
             flabra
             movet
             .
          
           
             Nec
             sentis
             calidos
             aestus
             ,
             nec
             frigora
             brumae
             ,
          
           
             Neveprocellosi
             flamina
             saeva
             noti
             .
          
           
             O
             
               Rosa
            
             ter
             felix
             ,
             de
             quo
             vel
             Jupiter
             ipse
          
           
             Certet
             ,
             &
             ardenti
             captus
             amore
             tui
             .
          
           
             Qui
             te
             plantavit
             cognati
             semen
             Olympi
             ,
          
           
             Afflat
             ubi
             Ely
             siis
             aura
             beata
             rosis
             .
          
           
             Quid
             multis
             ?
             
               Rosa
            
             non
             intermoriture
             perennas
          
           
             Clara
             tuae
             stirpis
             gloria
             ,
             rara
             poli
             .
          
           
             Sit
             tibi
             perpetui
             veris
             ,
             sit
             floris
             origo
          
           
             Caelica
             ,
             sitque
             liquor
             dius
             ,
             odorquetibi
             .
          
        
      
       
         
           EPITAPHIUM
           
             ROSAE
          
           ad
           viatorem
           .
        
         
           
             Quid
             stupeas
             qui
             prata
             vides
             defesse
             viator
             ,
          
           
             Quod
             pereat
             nostri
             gratia
             tanta
             
               Rosae
               ?
            
          
           
             Namque
             rosâ
             nil
             est
             brevius
             ,
             properantius
             aevi
             ,
          
           
             Nil
             ,
             ut
             mane
             viret
             ,
             sole
             cadente
             perit
             .
          
           
           
             Pulchralicet
             durat
             sugitivo
             tempore
             ,
             Nonne
          
           
             Nutrit
             &
             vna
             dies
             ,
             tollit
             &
             unarosam
             ?
          
           
             Haecque
             tuae
             formae
             species
             ,
             haec
             lucis
             imago
          
           
             Viva
             docet
             vitam
             sic
             properare
             tuam
             .
          
           
             Vt
             qui
             pubescis
             primo
             nunc
             flore
             juventae
             ,
          
           
             Moximproviso
             curva
             senecta
             premat
             ,
          
           
             Sis
             niveâ
             rutilâque
             rosâter
             pulchrior
             ,
             ora
          
           
             Inficiet
             pallor
             ,
             funereusque
             color
             .
          
        
         
           
             Anno
             
               1634.
               idus
               Octobr.
               
            
          
           
             NINIANUS
             CAMPBELLUS
             .
          
        
         
      
       
         Notes, typically marginal, from the original text
         
           Notes for div A17866-e760
           
             The
             division
             .
          
           
             The
             exposition
             .
             The
             appointment
             of
             death
             .
          
           
             The
             description
             of
             death
             .
          
           
             Man
             the
             map
             of
             misery
             .
          
           
             Generall
             doctrine
             .
             All
             men
             must
             die
             .
          
           
             Reason
             1.
             
             Whatsoever
             hath
             naturall
             originall
             tendeth
             to
             dissolution
             .
          
           
             Reason
             2
             Experience
             daily
             teacheth
             us
             the
             necessity
             we
             have
             to
             die
             .
          
           
             Manil.
             Statius
             .
          
           
             Reason
             3
             What
             God
             decreeth
             ,
             nothing
             can
             disanull
             .
          
           
             Use
             1
             of
             instruction
             .
             When
             God
             decreeth
             ,
             man
             ought
             not
             to
             repine
             .
          
           
             Use
             2
             of
             consolation
             .
             Death
             of
             friends
             to
             be
             entertained
             with
             patience
             .
          
           
             Doct.
             1.
             
             Deaths
             stroak
             is
             inevitable
             .
          
           
             Use
             of
             admonition
             .
             This
             life
             should
             be
             a
             preparation
             to
             the
             other
             .
          
           
             Doct.
             2
             ▪
             What
             must
             be
             oncedone
             necessarily
             ,
             should
             be
             done
             couragiously
             .
          
           
             Use
             of
             exhortation
             .
             Timely
             preparation
             surest
             provision
             .
          
           
             Doct.
             3.
             
             It
             is
             bootlesse
             to
             feare
             what
             wee
             cannot
             avoid
             .
          
           
             Use
             of
             encouragment
             .
             Death
             is
             an
             enlargement
             from
             thraldome
             ,
             a
             delivery
             from
             troubles
             .
          
           
             Doct.
             Death
             is
             certain
             in
             uncertaintie
             .
          
           
             Three
             directions
             touching
             the
             certainty
             of
             death
             .
             Direct
             .
             1.
             
             In
             life
             remember
             death
             .
          
           
             Direct
             2.
             
             So
             live
             as
             thou
             wert
             pres●ntly
             dying
             .
          
           
             Horace
             .
          
           
             Martialis
             .
          
           
             Horace
             .
          
           
             Direct
             3
             ▪
             Look
             alwayes
             to
             thy
             end
             .
          
           
             3
             Directions
             touching
             the
             uncertainty
             of
             death
             .
          
           
             Direct
             .
             1
             Thinke
             everyday
             thy
             last
             day
             .
          
           
             Direct
             2
             What
             we
             expect
             somewhere
             ,
             let
             us
             wait
             for
             every
             where
             .
          
           
             Direct
             3.
             
             An
             uncertain
             death
             requires
             a
             prepared
             life
             .
          
           
             The
             conclusion
             .