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book_n	age_n	yield_v	youth_n	13	3	7.8974	4	false

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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A19336	Here after foloweth the prologue of the foure last thynges ...; Cordiale quattuor novissimorum. English.	Denis, the Carthusian, 1402-1471, attributed name.; Gerardus, de Vliederhoven, 14th cent, attributed name.; Rivers, Anthony Woodville, Earl, 1442?-1483.; Caxton, William, ca. 1422-1491. ed.	1496 (1496)	STC 5759; ESTC S114682	87,652	186

mete maketh hit to swelle fastyng maketh hit lene playes maketh hit to erre waylynge destroyed hit besynesse constreyneth hit sewer●e maketh hit rude rekles riches enhaunseth hit pouerte abateth hit wepyng abassheth hit youthe maketh hit wanten age maketh hit to yelde sekenesse maketh hit to breke And after all this cometh deth whiche destroyeth maketh an ende therof with all his Ioyes in suche wyse as whenne the Ioyes be past all semeth as they had neuer ben Also it is redde in the book of Sapyence in the .ii. chapitre That the dayes of our lyfe nys but shorte yet are they full of greuaunce we be made wote not wherof And after we shall be as we hadde neuer ben For oure dayes passen as dothe a shadowe It is red in the same book of Sapyence in the same chapitre That our lyf passeth like the trace of a clowde shal fayle as the lytyll clowde that is broken by the myghte of the sonne beames It is wryten in Iob the .vii. chapitre Beholde how my dayes be all passed and I shall goo forthe in the pathe shall neuer retourne ageyn Also the same Iob sayth in the .ix. chapitre My dayes are passed more lyghtly than a curroure or a messanger They are gone lyghtly awaye as shyppes done that be charged with apples Or as an egell dooth flee for his mete Iob sayth also My dayes be passed more lyghtly than clothe is cutte from the lome and they be all wasted withoute ony hope of recouerey O lord god Remembre then is my lyfe oughte but wynde shall not my eyen retorne ageyn to see the good thynges to come To the purpose speketh Petre de bloys in his boke called Aurora My lyf shal be sooner out of this worlde than a webbe of clothe cut from the lome Remēbre thou then how thy lyfe may be resembled to the wynde Loo now my righte dere frende howe shorte howe lytyll howe mutable how disceyuȳg is this our lyfe presente for as it is sayd in Ecclesiastes in the .xviii. chapitre It is grete age in a man to be C. yere olde ▪ but by succession of tyme it is gretely amynysshed It is wryten in the Psalter The dayes of our yeres be .lxx. yf we may come to foure score yere the superplus is no thynge but labour sorowe But what is it of .lx. yere or yet of Cought this to be taken of a longe tyme a grete space of yeres Certeynly nay in regarde towarde the sempiternyte It ought rather be named a moment thā a space of tyme. for to oure lord a M. yere is but as yesterday whiche lightly is past Derely this lyfe in short transytory paynfull wretched hit is not onely to be thoughte nor poysed for the shortenesse But moche more for the incerteynte therof whiche is doubtfull and ful of casuel peryll we be not sure therof day nor hour And whenne it sheweth vs sewerte peas thenne sodeynly cometh deth with hit perauenture the false theif Sathan Therfore sayth to vs a poete who is he knowynge hymselfe to lyue many yeres sens we knowe not whether we shall dye to morowe or sooner It is wryten in Isaye the xxxviii chapitre saynge Dyspose thy hous for thou shalt dye sone not longe lyue Isaye seyth also in the same Chapitre that my lyfe is hyt from me as a pece of clothe from the lome And whenne I began fyrst the lyffe then began dethe to approche toward me For this cause it is sayde in the book of Sapience in the .v. chapitre we be soone born sone leue our beyng To this purpose seyth Senek in his pystles Eueryday we dye euery day is taken away from vs parte of our lyfe Than thus what is oure lyfe ought ellys but a passage or a rennyng toward deth therfor it is not vnresonable that she be lykened to an Orylage whiche gooth alway from degre to degre cōtynually mouynge tyll it come to a certayne poynt then it stryketh sodenly vpon the belle whiche cōstreyneth the sowne Semblably our lyfe passeth alway renneth tyll it come to a certeyn poynte That is to wyte The hour of our deth whiche oure lorde hath prefixed and no man may it passe and than our lyf falleth and fayleth without remedye Awake thenne entende wysely to the ende of thy lyfe For thyn Orylage hath but fewe degrees to renne and euery houre she ouerpasseth many And whenne it cometh to the laste thou shalt stomble sodeynly in to the cauerne or caue of dethe Now herken what a Poete sayth The presente lyfe is short alway fleynge and fadeth as a shadowe departeth falleth sodeynly when one wenes that she be moost permanente and abydyng in the myddes of our lyfe we be often at our deth And therfore haue we in Ecclesiastes in the .ix. chapytre That man knoweth not his ende but as a fysshe taken with a nette the bryddes with a trappe Semblably men be takē at inconuenyent tymes thꝰ cometh our ende dethe is the last thyng to all thȳges beryng lyfe It is wryten in a book of the lyfe of the dedes of grete Alexander O how happy sholde a man be yf he had alwaye in Remembraunce of the eternall Ioyes drad deth that is ordeyned as well to the nobles as to the poore peple whiche cometh to the grete peryll daūger of the soule whenne it is unpurueyed Loo here then my right dere frende thou seest well that the lyfe of man is but a thyng dyked aboute enuyroūde with ruynous deth oure flesshe is but asshes And suche as was the begynnyng suche shal be the ende saynte Bernarde sayth whēne I Remembre that I am but asshes and that myn ende approched my drede and fere is withoute ende and I wexe colde as asshes And therfore as ▪ Saynt Gregory saythe That man sollycyteth well his good werkes that thenketh allewaye vpon his last ende And we shold drede that euery day sholde be oure laste daye And alwaye haue in mynde that necessaryly we muste dye who maye haue thenne a bolde corage consyderynge the shortnesse the grete Incerteynte of oure lyfe the approchyng of oure dethe whiche is comyng who is he also thou ought not thynke dilygētely that our dayes our yeres fayle and waste as the smoke And the man naturelly born lyueth but a short space and fadeth as a floure and fleeth a waye lyke a shadowe who is he also that calleth thyese thynges to mynde and peyses them well in his herte and so subdeweth the deuyll the flesshe and the worlde repenteth hym in this shorte space To say you trouth there be none that deferre and be neclygent soo to doo but oonly those that be all blynded in malyce and lacke of grace O how grete a payne shall ensewe of neclygence Thappostle sayth to the Hebrues in the seconde-chapitre Howe shall we flee that dyspyse soo gret an helthe As to say