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A66021 To the Right Honourable, the Lord Mayor of the famous city of London, the Honourable the sheriffs, aldermen, Common Council, and all worthy citizens of the same, the humble address of Anthony Wildgoos, workman-printer in divine meditations on death, made upon these nine words, nothing more sure then death, for all must die. Wildgoos, Anthony. 1640 (1640) Wing W2166; ESTC R39396 1,178 1

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〈…〉 the Right Honourable The Lord Mayor of the famous City of LONDON the Honourable the Sheriffs Aldermen Common Council and all Worthy Citizens of the same the Humble Address of Anthony Wildgoos Workman-Printer IN DIVINE MEDITATIONS ON DEATH Made upon these Nine WORDS Nothing more sure then Death for all must Die Nothing MOre wish'd than Wealth yet that must leave us Nothing More sweet than Love that lasts not ever NothingMore dear than Friends yet they 'll deceive us Nothing More fast than Wedlock yet they sever The World must end all things away must fly Nothing more sure then Death for all must Dye More Strength may be obtain'd but 't will decay More Beauty may be had but 't will not last More Honour may be got but 't will away More Joys may follow but these soon are past For long continuance it 's in vain to try You and you and you and all must Dye Sure Love must Die though rooted in the Heart Sure 'T is that all things earthly are unstable Sure Friends are pure friends yet such friends must part Sure 'T is that all things here are variable Not two nor one may scape nor thou nor I Nothing more sure then Death for all must Die Then Let the Rich no longer covet Wealth Then Let the Proud vail his ambitious Thought Then Let the Sound not glory in his Health Then Let all yield since all must come to nought For long Continuance it 's vain to try Nothing more sure then Death for all must Dye Death Took away King Herod in his Pride Death Spar'd not Hercules for all his strength Death Struck Great Alexander that he dy'd Death Long spar'd Adam yet he dy'd at length The Beggar and the King the Low the High Nothing more sure then Death for all must Dye For Scepters Crowns Imperial Diadems For All the Beauties that on Earth do live For Pleasures Treasures Jewels costly Jems For All the Glory that the World can give Death will not spare his Dart but still reply You and you and you and all must Dye All From the highest to the lowest Degree All Nations People Kingdoms Countries Lands All In the Earth or Air or Sea that be All Must yield up to his all-conquering Hands He wounds them all with an Impartial Eye Nothing more sure then Death for all must Die Must All then Die then all must think on Death Must All things vanish Sun and Moon and Stars Must Every single Creature yield his Breath Must All things cease our Joys Delights our Cares Yes All with an united voice do cry Nothing more sure then Death for all must Die Die Let us then but let us Die in peace Die To our Sins that dying we may live Die To the World that Grace may more increase Die Here to live with him that life doth give Die die we must let Wealth and Pleasures lie Nothing more sure then Death for all must Die Man the first Garden-Flower in Eden faded Man the first Building the first Babel prov'd Man the first rais'd was Man the first degraded Man was first shook that might have liv'd unmov'd Death's breath o'r Flowers and Towers hath like Commanding His Hand pull'd down Man rais'd shook Man firm-standing FINIS LONDON Printed for Anthony Wildgoos dwelling within Cripple-Gate near Lamb's Chappel Gate