lJridegroome, ~o ye o11t to meet bim. Sudden fears of all others arc mofl: dangerous : Was , it not a fearful waking to th~s rich man, when no fooner that he opened h1s eyes, but he faw death5 uglineffe afore his face? what a fight was this? at his door enters the King offear accompanied with all his abhorred horrours, and fringing dread: on his curtains he .~ay read his fins, . arrayed and armed in their griflicfl: forms, and with their fierycll: llings ; about his bed are th~ powers of darkneffe, now prcfentmg to h1s v1ew his dalil01ble !late, his deplorable m1fery : What can he do that IS thus befet W1th fuch a world of woful work, nrid hellilh rag~? his tongue faulters, his breath lhortens, his throat rattles, he would not watch, and now cannot refill:; the cry is made, the mid– night come, God founds de/huCl:ion, and thus runs the proclamation, This nigbt fo drowjie, thy foul muft bnakm from thee, , And yet more horrour; it was a night of drowjinejfe and faancjfe. How is he but fad when he fees the night COll)ing, and bis lall: day decaying?_ Read but the copy of this rich mans Will, and fee how he deals all he hath about hm1; he bequeaths h1s garments to the moth, his gold to ruft, his body to the grave, his foul to hell, his gohds and lands he knows -not to whom; Wbofejh~ta thefe things be ? Here is the man that made fuch mirth all day, and now is be fo;ced to leave all he hath this night. It is the fruit ofmerry lives,to give fad farewells. You that fport your felvcs, and fpoyle others, that rop God in hi.s members, and treafure up your own da.:nnations ; will not death m~ke forry heam f or your merry nights ? a r~ight will come M fad'" fadnejfe in , her ll:erne~ looks, and then what a lot will befall you? 0 that men are fuch cruel Caitiffs ro their own fouls! Is this a life (thinkye) fit for fue fervantsof our God, reveiling, fwearing, drinking, railing? what oth_er did this. mifer? he would eat,. an:! drink, and fing, and then came fear as defo!att~n. and hts deftrucbon .on a fudden as ~whirl-wind: If this be our life; how fho.uld we efcape ~is death? Alas, for the filly mirth that now we pleafure in ! you may .be {urea night ~vill come that muLl: pay for :~11, and then !hall your pleafures vanilh, your griefs begin, and your nuiT\berlefs linnes (like fo many envenomed ftiogt;~ruone into your damned fouls, and pierce them through with ev.:rlafting fo.rrow: awa·y with this fond, fooli.lh, fottilh vanity~ The end ofmirth is heavinejfe, {faith SolomotJ) Prov. 14.. 13, What will the fonn~ and Prov.•4 tJ• daughters of pleafure do then? aU thqfe fwee.t ddights fllall bens l'courges and Scorpions for your naked fouls. Then ~though too late) wiH1'0U lamentably cry out, What hath pride profitedw ? <r what profit batb tbe pomp ofriches bro~tght liS l all thofe . things are pajfcd away as ajhadow, or M a Pofte that pajfeth by: Look on this D1al) as he Wljd. s. 8, 9• !yes on his bed of death, here is neither fmile nor dimple, .All the dll~tgbtm of mufwk.. 5c.cl,(. 12. ~· are brought low. His voyce is hoarfe, his lips pale, his cheeks wan, h,is no!l:rils run· out, his eyes finke into his head, and all the parts and members of his body now lofe their office to allift him: Ts th:is the meny man that made fucb paflime? oh what a change is this ? In ftcad of,fivctt fn!Cll, th.ere is a ften'h ; inftc4d ofagirdle ·, a.refzt ; inflead oftvel!-fet hairc, ba!dm_![e; i1Jftcadofbeauty, b1<rnir1g ; in il:e~d o:fmirth, mourn- E[A·. ;. , 4 . .ing and lamentation, wo~ping, and wailing, and gnafhing of tmh. Mull: notfadrujfe feizc \)n that foul whiPh-.inei11'S-this-doom ? Here is.a malefactor ftan<ls at bar' in- .ditl:ed by the nam~orFool, char.ged with ~he guilt of treafon, condemned by the Judge of He~rf,and thiS night (the faddeft .that ever be faw) is thatfcarfu Ie~acurion, that his1iml i.< tak!n. · And Y>"t more horrour : It was a nigbt ofji11, and this doth cncreafe the fOIU'ow ; 4 : How def'r in theJig?t of th_e Lordis the d<atb.ofrhi"_Saints? and we mayfay on 'tht con- P["Iu,, '?' trary, HI) \V abommable-m the-light of thl! Lord IS the death QLthe wicked.? W:as no.t this a~ricf to be took th~s triping in his wickedneff'e? even n'Owwhilell he was bufily JPlo~tm,g h1s eafe and paftilne, death ll:an.ds at his .door, an(\ over-hears all his plots and proJects. It was a death to his foul to be tookin hiijirme: hear!how he roa'tsand cries, 0 that Ihqd lzvedfo Vlrli"ujly as Jjhould.; h6d] ~mbraccd the ofw• i>Jfpiration.sx.f Gods • -~ " blejfed ~pmt; had I followed /JI'sLawe-s, obeyed hii CorttmaruJs, .mtended to hi< Wd!l, hol\> fweet azd ple.Jant would they now be nnto '!te-? Wo a11d aiM 1b4t.lhad not'f or.-feen th 1 , day! IV .at have I done, but for a littlepleafur:c, #fleeting v"nity. Joft" KJingti!h!U, f'""' <bafed· damn~tt;on? 0 beloved! Whil,t -think lfl?> ~f yo,ur felves, wltlleft lfOU lu:ar -this· voycj? You ht here as fenne{fe ?Lthis judg~m~ll.f• .asthe feats, the pillars, !he: wulls, ~he ~ufl:; nny, as th~ d~ad bod1es themfellV~s-l<>niWhiCh y,ou troaol: butfup.pnfe'(and !I \)'ere.ableffe~ meda~ttQn) you t~at a!-eio ~xefb:·.a!ld froli_ck.a-tthis dny, that {Ji>Cnd tt mernly, ufc 1t profanely, fweanng, rcvelfmg, fingmg, dancing t What i£-tlW ){;igbt, Ddd3 wM~
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