Ultima, = the last things in reference to the first and middle things

Alas, poor man how art thou beset with a world of miseries? and yet, as if all these summed up together, could not make enough, look at the body, and how many are its sufferings? In the sweat of thy face shalt thou eat thy bread, said God, Gen. 3.19.¹ The Spider spins, and weaves, and wastes her very bowels to make her net, and when all is done, to what purpose serves it, but to catch a fly? If this be vain work, how vain is man in his fond imitation? the birds and beasts can feed themselves, without any pains, only man toils night and day, on sea and land, with body and mind; yet all is to no purpose, but to catch a fly, to protract a life, or to procure some vanity. And yet, as if misery had no mean; besides our industry, how is this body stuffed with many an infirmity? all the strength of man is ⟨p. 27⟩but a reed, at best shaken, perhaps broken, howsoever weakened by every wind that blows upon it. The Physicians distinction of Temperamentum ad pondus, & justitiam, gives us thus much to learn, that no constitution is ever so happy, to have a just temper according to its weight; some are too hot others too cold all have some defects, and so are disposed to all kind of infirmities: man cannot carry himself, but he must needs carry about with him many forms of his own destruction.² The books of the Physicians tell us of many diseases, and yet many are the diseases which their books cannot tell of: we see in our own days, most labour of new sicknesses, unknown to our fathers; or if any of us be free from any of these, yet every ones body nourisheth the causes, and may be a receptacle of a thousand diseases. How evil is sin, that incurs so many evils of punishment?

Alas, poor man how art thou beset with a world of miseries? and yet, as if all these summed up together, could not make enough, look at the body, and how many are its sufferings? In the sweat of thy face shalt thou eat thy bread, said God, Gen. 3.19.¹