•. How great an Enemy Death is unto Nature, doth easily appear, in that. It is the Dissolution of the Man. It maketh a Man to become No Man▪ by separating the Soul from the Body and dissolving the Body into its principles. It pulls down in a moment, a curious frame that Nature was long▪ building and tenderly cherishing and preserving.. The Mother long nourishes it in her bowels and painfully brings it forth▪ and carefully brings it up. What […] doth it cost our▪Parents▪ and our selves to make provision for this Life? and death in a moment cuts it off. How careful are we to keep in these Lamps, and to ⟨p. 6⟩maintain the Oil? and Death extinguisheth them at a blast. How noble a creature doth it destroy? To day our parts are all in order, and busy about their several tasks; our Hearts are moving, our Lungs are breathing, our Stomachs are digesting, our Blood and Spirits by assimilation making more: and to morrow death takes off the poise, and all stands still; or draws the pins, and all the frame doth fall to pieces. We shall breath no more; nor speak, nor think, nor walk no more: Our pulse will beat no more: Our eyes shall see the light no more: Our ears shall hear the voice of man, delightful sounds and melody, no more: we shall taste no more our meat or drink: Our appetite is gone: Our strength is gone: Our natural warmth is turned into an earthly cold: Our comeliness and beauty is turned into a ghastly loathsome deformity: Our white and red doth soon turn into horrid blackness: Our tender flesh hath lost its feeling: and is become a senseless lump, that feeleth not whether it is carried, nor how it is used: that must be hidden in the earth, lest it annoy the living: that quickly turns to loathsome putrefaction; and after that to common earth. Were all the once-comely bodies that now are rotting in one Church-yard, uncovered, and here presented to your view, the fight ⟨p. 7⟩would tell you more effectually than my words do, what an Enemy Death is to our Nature. When corruption hath finished its work, you see the earth that once was flesh: you see the bones▪ you see the skulls; you see the holes where once were brains, and eyes, and mouth: This change Death makes: And that universally, and unavoidably. The Prince cannot resist it by his Majesty; for he hath sinned against the highest Majesty: The strong cannot resist it by their strength:
•. How great an Enemy Death is unto Nature, doth easily appear, in that. It is the Dissolution of the Man. It maketh a Man to become No Man▪ by separating the Soul from the Body and dissolving the Body into its principles. It pulls down in a moment, a curious frame that Nature was long▪ building and tenderly cherishing and preserving.. The Mother long nourishes it in her bowels and painfully brings it forth▪ and carefully brings it up. What 〈…〉 doth it cost our▪Parents▪ and our selves to make provision for this Life? and death in a moment cuts it off. How careful are we to keep in these Lamps, and to ⟨p. 6⟩maintain the Oyl? and Death extinguisheth them at a blast. How noble a creature doth it destroy? To day our parts are all in order, and busie about their several tasks; our Hearts are moving, our Lungs are breathing, our Stomacks are digesting, our Blood and Spirits by assimilation making more: and to morrow death takes off the poise, and all stands still; or draws the pins, and all the frame doth fall to pieces. We shall breath no more; nor speak, nor think, nor walk no more: Our pulse will beat no more: Our eyes shall see the light no more: Our ears shall hear the voice of man, delightful sounds and melody, no more: we shall taste no more our meat or drink: Our appetite is gone: Our strength is gone: Our natural warmth is turned into an earthly cold: Our comeliness and beauty is turned into a ghastly loathsome deformity: Our white and red doth soon turn into horrid blackness: Our tender flesh hath lost its feeling: and is become a senseless lump, that feeleth not whether it is carried, nor how it is used: that must be hidden in the earth, lest it annoy the living: that quickly turns to loathsome putresaction; and after that to common earth. Were all the once-comely bodies that now are rotting in one Church-yard, uncovered, and here presented to your view, the fight ⟨p. 7⟩would tell you more effectually than my words do, what an Enemy Death is to our Nature. When corruption hath finished its work, you see the earth that once was flesh: you see the bones▪ you see the skulls; you see the holes where once were brains, and eyes, and mouth: This change Death makes: And that universally, and unavoidably. The Prince cannot resist it by his Majesty; for he hath sinned against the highest Majesty: The strong cannot resist it by their strength:
