A commentary or, exposition upon the divine second epistle general, writtenA commentary or, exposition vpon the diuine second epistle generall, written

For Age, then death is looked for: young men know they may die, old men know they must die. The youngest is old enough to die, the oldest too old to live long. Juvenes mortem à tergo, senes ante faciem. There are three messengers of death; ⟨p. 275⟩Casualty, Sickness, Age. Hath not the first messenger spoke with thee? yet the second. Hast thou escaped the second? yet the third will not fail. Am. 5.19. •s if a man did flee from a Lyon, and a Bear met him; or went into the house, and a ser••nt bit him. While a man runs from the Lyon, the Bear assaults him: if he scape ••em both, yet death (that Serpent) will find him out. Child-hood is our morning, middle-age our high noon, old age our evening, death our sun-set. One •ould have young men saluted with, good morrow, or welcome into the world: ••en of middle age with good day: old men with good night, because they are going •ut of the world. It is miserable for an old man not to be prepared for death: •eath shakes him by the hand in the palsy, yet no acquaintance? he hath one •ote in the grave; and yet no thought of dissolution? he is come to the threshold of his long home; yet still worldly minded? But the good old man ••inkes this life, like a throng in a narrow passage: the sooner out, the soo•er at ease.

For Age, then death is looked for: young men know they may die, old men know they must die. The youngest is old enough to die, the oldest too old to live long. Iuvenes mortem à tergo, senes ante faciem. There are three messengers of death; ⟨p. 275⟩Casualtie, Sicknesse, Age. Hath not the first messenger spoke with thee? yet the •econd. Hast thou escaped the second? yet the third will not faile. Am. 5.19. •s if a man did flee from a Lyon, and a Beare met him; or went into the house, and a sernt bit him. While a man runs from the Lyon, the Beare assaults him: if he scape em both, yet death (that Serpent) will find him out. Child-hood is our moring, middle-age our high noone, old age our evening, death our sun-sett. One ould have young men saluted with, good morrow, or welcome into the world: en of midle age with good day: old men with good night, because they are going ut of the world. It is miserable for an old man not to bee prepared for death: eath shakes him by the hand in the palsey, yet no acquaintance? he hath one ote in the grave; and yet no thought of dissolution? hee is come to the thresold of his long home; yet still worldly minded? But the good old man inkes this life, like a throng in a narrow passage: the sooner out, the sooer at ease.