360 Genera11 dire ions fora a Si dicam jucian. datas i incipit ho- minioccurreretaa its jucaciitas,qua- lern folet habere in poculis,in diis,in avaritii, in honorihus feculi. Jactolluntur enim homines,& quadam infani- not fed non eft gaudere imphs , dickDominus.Eit calm jucunditas quzdam quam nec oculus nee' auris audivit, ace in cor homi- nis afccndit....log mapeal*.exageme ravifhing influence. It never did,or ever will thine or fparlde outthe leaft glimpfe upon the vvorld, or to any earthlyheart. The mollambitious eager hunters after pleafures, the worlds greateft Favourites and deareft minions, have onely but in- groft and grafpt a Bedlam a-counterfeit of it: /Laid of /augh. ter, faith Salomon, It la mad. For the truth is ' no wicked or unreqenerate man bath any true caufeor good ground at all to re:Joyce, laugh; or be merry. I will make it Maine in a word, even to the fcorner. Suppofe a great man convifted and condemned for Treafon , going towards the place of =cation a mile off: and let there aTable all alongbe fur- nifhed. with varietyof dainties; ilet him' tread upon Violets and koles, cloth of Arras, cloth ofGold, or what you will, all the way ; let himbee attended on both fides with molt exquiIite muficke and honourable entertainments . Doe you thinke all this wouldmake him laugh heartily , carrying this inhis heart; that he muft loofe his head at the miles end ; I ° trow not. As farre Idle true Caufe haft thou to laugh, who- foever thou art, that walkeft on impenitently in anywicked courfe, or lyeft delightfully inanybeloved tune ; as a tempo rail death is leffe then endlefie torments. For he isbut going to loolehis head; but thou, as an already 'condemned man aIfo, art polling towards hell. Hee that beleeveth not; faith John, iacondemnedalready ,Iob,3. 18. If we perufe punetud ally the happieft eftateofthe molt glorious worldling,and all -his vvayes ; we fhallfinde nomatter at all for true joy; either tobreed in, or feed upon. Let us walke intohis fooles dife, and furvey all the fading flowers of his imaginary feli- cities. It may bee wee fhall finde wealth, power, pleafures, honours, pompeondmagnificence of ftate ; perhapsan Im- periall Crowns; the top of all earthlyhappineffe. And what of all theft ? Alas, Gold and Pearl°, as one fayes, arebut (hi. ringduff, or excrements of the earth : Power, is but a flafh of lightning, that feares or flrikes another, and forthwithit felfe is=fuddenly extint Pleafure, is but a bake, and yet pat- feth away in the aa, asthe tafte of a pleafant drinke dyeth in thadraught Honour, isbut abrdth, and yet binds a, man
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