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The redemption of time, or, A sermon containing very good remedies for them that…
The redemption of time, or, A sermon containing very good remedies for them that have mis-spent their time showing how they should redeem it comfortably / by William Whately ... ; now published for general good by Richard Baxter.The redemption of time, or, A sermon containing very good remedies for them that have mis-spent their time shewing how they should redeem it comfortably / by William Whately ... ; now published for general good by Richard Baxter.
London: printed for Francis Tyton, 1673
Title page typeset from the transcription.
Modern spelling is a reading aid: the words are the author’s, only the spelling is modernized. Original shows the page as printed, with the transcription marks.
" Fly Idleness; which yet thou canst not fly. " By dressing, mistressing, and complement: " If those take up the day, the Sun will cry " Against thee; for his light was only lent: " God gave thy soul brave wings; put not those feathers " Into a bed to sleep out all ill weathers. " O England! full of sin, but most of slo•h! " Spit out thy phlegm, and fill thy breast with glory! " Thy Gentry bleats, as if thy native cloth, " Transfused a sheepishness into thy story. " Not that they all are so, but that the most, " Are gone to grass, and in the pasture lost. ⟨image 4⟩" This loss springs chiefly from our education, " Some till their ground, but let weeds choke their son: " Some mark a Partridge; never their child's fashion: " Some ship them •ver, and the thing is done. " Study this art: make it thy great design: " And if Gods Image move thee not, let thine. " Some great estates provide; but do not breed " A mastering mind; so both are lost thereby. " Or else they breed them tender; make them need " All that they leave: this is flat poverty. " For he that needs five hundred pounds to live, " Is full as poor as he that needs but five.
" Fly Idleness; which yet thou canst not flye. " By dressing, mistressing, and complement: " If those take up the day, the Sun will cry " Against thee; for his light was only lent: " God gave thy soul brave wings; put not those feathers " Into a bed to sleep out all ill weathers. " O England! full of sin, but most of slo•h! " Spit out thy phlegm, and fill thy breast with glory! " Thy Gentry bleats, as if thy native cloth, " Transfus'd a sh•epishness into thy story. " Not that they all are so, but that the most, " Are gone to grass, and in the pasture lost. ⟨image 4⟩" This loss springs chiefly from our education, " Some till their ground, but let weeds choak their son: " Some mark a Partridge; never their childs fashion: " Some ship them •ver, and the thing is done. " Study this art: make it thy great design: " And if Gods Image move thee not, let thine. " Some great estates provide; but do not breed " A mast'ring mind; so both are lost thereby. " Or else they breed them tender; make them need " All that they leave: this is flat poverty. " For he that needs five hundred pounds to live, " Is full as poor as he that needs but five.