The gallants burden A sermon preached at Pauls Cross, the twenty nine of March,…The gallants burden A sermon preached at Paules Crosse, the twentie nine of March,…

2 Epicures, that deny not a God, and a day of Judgement;¹ but put it far off, with ([Greek or Hebrew]) give me the present, take thou the hope of future joys: these see a night coming, and therefore make haste to be drunk with Pleasures: Let us eat and drink, for to morrow we shall die:² (Cras ridendo moriuntur, hodiè bibendo sepeliuntur) they will not die till to morrow, but be buried in Riot to day. They sleep on their Beds of Down, rise to their Tables of Surfeit, and from thence to their sports of Mischief; sleeping, playing, eating, dancing, drinking, dallying, (Motu circu••rj) they run round in a Ring: only (Nulla interualla piando) no time must be spared from Satan: they invert the Order God hath disposed to the times preposterously, making the night day, and the day night; at midnight they revel, at noon they sleep: though the day was created for labour, the night for repose: The Sun is scarce beholding to their eyes to look upon him: the Moon and Stars have (only) their attendance; the works and the hour of darkness meet; they will be contrary to all men and all things but themselves, because they will be contrary. If ever they begin any work with the day, they dispose it on this fashion; First, they visit the Tavern, then the Ordinary, then the Theatre, and end in the Stews: from Wine to Riot, from that to Plays, from them to Harlots, Iste dies pulchro distinguitur ordine rerum. Here is a day spent in an excellent method: If they were Beasts, they could not better sensualize, it would be but lost labour to tell them, that their course shall be so proportioned below: from Snakes they shall turn upon Adders, from both to Scorpions, from all to unquenched flames; where they shall spend not hours ⟨p. 17⟩but ages, nay that eternity of time, in wailings and howlings, groans and torments; when for every ounce of Vanity, they shall receive (down weight) a whole pound of Sorrow: Smokes, blackness, boiling Cauldrons, fiery burnings of Brimstone & Sulphur, kindled and continued by the breath of an offended God, shall have their interchanged courses: oft this torment, and then that, and indeed all, that a soul & body made immortal, can suffer: Iste dies misero distinguitur ordine rerum. Here is a day to be spent in a miserable method: