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The Bostonian Ebenezer. Some historical remarks, on the state of Boston, the chief town…
The Bostonian Ebenezer. Some historical remarks, on the state of Boston, the chief town of New England, and of English America. With some, agreeable methods, for preserving and promoting, the good state of that, as well as any other town, in the like circumstances. / Humbly offered, by a native of Boston.
Boston: printed by B. Green & J. Allen for Samuel Phillips, 1698
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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.
Be sure, That you Abandon those Vices, that Sailors too too generally are used, or at Least, are Tempted unto.
Be sure, That you Abandon those Vices, that Sailors too too generaly are used, or at Least, are Tempted unto.
The first man, that ever set up a Ship, once fell into the Sin of Drunkenness. Are none of you, that Sail in a Ship, too Liable to that woeful Sin? Beware of that Beastly Vice. Beastly did I call it? Alas, I have ⟨p. 80⟩wronged the Beasts in so calling it: Beasts will not seek to be Drunk; To be Drunk, turns men into worse than Beasts. A Drunken man, is q. d. a Drowned man; Let our Sailors Take heed of being Drunkards, Lest God Almighty Drown them, yea, Damn them, for their being so. And is not the Sin of profane Swearing and Cursing, become too notorious among our Mariners? Reform that Impiety Sirs; Lest you that now Sail in a vast Sea of Waters, ere Long have that profane Tongue tortured in the Fiery Wrath of God, where you shall in vain cry, Oh! for a Drop of water to cool my Tongue! The Tongue is fitly compared unto the Helm, which turns about the Ships, tho' they be so great, and are driven of fierce winds: That Little Helm, in thy mouth, Govern it, O man, and Restrain it by the Rules of the Word of God, else thy Soul will be horribly Shipwrack'd.
The first man, that ever set up a Ship, once fell into the Sin of Drunkenness. Are none of you, that Sail in a Ship, too Liable to that woful Sin? Beware of that Beastly Vice. Beastly did I call it? Alas, I have ⟨p. 80⟩wronged the Beasts in so calling it: Beasts will not seek to be Drunk; To be Drunk, turns men into worse than Beasts. A Drunken man, is q. d. a Drowned man; Let our Sailors Take heed of being Drunkards, Lest God Almighty Drown them, yea, Damn them, for their being so. And is not the Sin of profane Swearing and Cursing, become too notorious among our Marriners? Reform that Impiety Syrs; Lest you that now Sail in a vast Sea of Waters, e're Long have that profane Tongue tortured in the Fiery Wrath of God, where you shall in vain cry, Oh! for a Drop of water to cool my Tongue! The Tongue is fitly compared unto the Helm, which turns about the Ships, tho' they be so great, and are driven of fierce winds: That Little Helm, in thy mouth, Govern it, O man, and Restrain it by the Rules of the Word of God, else thy Soul will be horribly Shipwrack'd.