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War with the devil, or, The young man's conflict with the powers of darkness,…
War with the devil, or, The young man's conflict with the powers of darkness, in a dialogue discovering the corruption and vanity of youth, the horrible nature of sin, and deplorable condition of fallen man, also, a description of the power and rule of conscience, and the nature of true conversion. : To which is added, an appendix, containing a dialogue between an old apostate and a young professor, worthy the perusal of all, but chiefly intended for the instruction of the younger sort. / By B.K. author of Zion in distress, or The groans of the Protestant church.War with the devil, or, The young man's conflict with the powers of darkness, in a dialogue discovering the corruption and vanity of youth, the horrible nature of sin, and deplorable condition of fallen man, also, a description of the power and rule of conscience, and the nature of true conversion. : To which is added, an appendix, containing a dialogue between an old apostate and a young professor, worthy the perusal of all, but chiefly intended for the instruction of the younger sort. / By B.K. author of Sion in distress, or The groans of the Protestant church.
New York: printed by William Bradford, 1707
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Youth in his Unconverted state.Youth in his Ʋnconverted state.
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Companions. I warrant you, Sirs, 'tis Sin afflicts his Soul, And he's just going now to turn •ool. ⟨p. 33⟩Come, come away, to Age such grief belongs, To Youth, brave mirth and sweet melodious songs. Come drive these thoughts away with Pipe and Pot Sing and Carouse till they are quite forgot. The lovely strains of the well tuned Lute, Where Plays they Act, do with our Nature suit. Come▪ go with us upon a brave design, The which will cheer that drooping heart of thine, Come, generous Soul, let thy ambitious eye, Such foolish fancies and vain dreams defy. Shall thy Heroic spirit thus give place To silly dotage, to thy great disgrace?
Companions. I warrant you, Sirs, 'tis Sin afflicts his Soul, And he's just going now to turn •ool. ⟨p. 33⟩Come, come away, to Age such grief belongs, To Youth, brave mirth and sweet melod'ous songs. Come drive these thoughts away with Pipe and Pot Sing and Carouze till they are quite forgot. The lovely strains of the well tuned Lute, Where Plays they Act, do with our Nature sute. Come▪ go with us upon a brave design, The which will chear that drooping heart of thine, Come, generous Soul, let thy ambitious eye, Such foolish fancies and vain dreams defie. Shall thy Heroick spirit thus give place To silly dotage, to thy great disgrace?
Vicinus. The Young Man yields, being possessed with fears, They would reproach him else with scoffs and jeers But afterward his head begins to ache, And Conscience then a fresh begins to wake, And stings him after such a bitter sort, It puts a period unto his Jovial sport. The thoughts of Death, which Sickness doth presage; Doth trouble him, he cannot bear the rage, And inward gripes of his enlightened breast, And therefore now again he thinks 'tis best To hark to Conscience, whom he did refuse, And grievously did many times abuse.