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¹It is most rank Idolatry, says Paul; and so near to Atheism, with a no-God: that it makes a carnal God.² In mea pa•ria Deus venter: as profound, and profane, as the Babylonians sacrifice: they to their ⟨p. 75⟩Bell, these to their Belly. Perhaps, you will say, they are more kind to themselves: not a whit; for they wrap up death in their full morsels, and swallow it as Pills in the Pap of delicacy. They overthrow nature, with that should preserve it, as the Earth, that is too rank, mars the Corn. They make short work with their estates, and not long with their lives; as if they knew that if they lived long, they must be beggars: therefore at once they make haste to spend their livings, and end their lives. Full Suppers, mid-night Revels, Morning Junkets, give them no time to blow, but add new to their indigested surfeits. They are the Devils crammed Fowls, like Aesops Hen, too fat to lay; to produce the fruits of any goodness. They do not (dispensare, but dissipare bona Domini) wisely dispence, but blindly scatter the gifts of GOD. They pray not so much for daily Bread, as for dainty Bread; and think God wrongs them, if they may not (Dives-like) fare deliciously every day. Sense is their Purveyor; Appetite their Steward: They place Paradise in their throats, and Heaven in their guts. Mean time, the state wastes, the soul pines, and though the flesh be puffed and blown up, the spirits languish; they love not to live in a Fen, but to have a Fen in them.

¹It is most rancke Idolatrie, sayes Paul; and so neere to Atheisme, vvith a no-God: that it makes a carnall God.² In mea pa•ria Deus venter: as profound, and profane, as the Babilonians sacrifice: they to their ⟨p. 75⟩Bell, these to their Belly. Perhaps, you will say, they are more kinde to themselues: not a whit; for they vvrappe vp death in their full morsels, and swallow it as Pilles in the Pappe of delicatie. They ouerthrow nature, vvith that should preserue it, as the Earth, that is too rancke, marres the Corne. They make short vvorke vvith their estates, and not long vvith their liues; as if they knew that if they liued long, they must bee beggars: therefore at once they make haste to spend their liuings, and ende their liues. Full Suppers, midde-night Reuels, Morning Iunkets, giue them no time to blow, but adde new to their indigested surfets. They are the Deuils crammed Fowles, like Aesops Henne, too fat to lay; to produce the fruites of any goodnesse. They doe not (dispensare, but dissipare bona Domini) wisely dispence, but blindely scatter the gifts of GOD. They pray not so much for daily Bread, as for daintie Bread; and thinke God wrongs them, if they may not (Diues-like) fare diliciously euery day. Sense is their Purueyour; Appetite their Steward: They place Paradise in their throates, and Heauen in their guts. Meane time, the state wastes, the soule pines, and though the flesh be puffed and blowne vp, the spirits languish; they loue not to liue in a Fenne, but to haue a Fenne in them.