a wise man will expound the old mans thus This old man saw many Summers and Winters and â—eath seem'd because it deferd so long as though it would have spared him for he had experienc'd many things he had gone through maâ—y miseries and changes of this life but yet at length through all these yeers hee is brought to his Coffin and dust Et mortuus est And is dead Now he that will wisely understand the young mans Epitaph must read it Interrogatorily thus This young man was eminent for wealth for beauty for strength of body beloved of the Muses and Apollo the White Chicken both of the graces and fortune not yet 20 yeers old secure from the Grimface of pale Death hee looked as if hee would have prou'd immortall and as though hee would have deceiv'd all the Fates and is he dead That that old decrepit man should be dead few grieve none doe wonder but that this flourishing young man should bee taken away all men wonder most men sorrow and could such a beautifull gracious active young man dies and is he dead all men seeke and blame the destinies for being so impartiall To his I doe adde another not to be numbred amongst the rest but onely place it to exercise the wiâ—s of some as well as it hath tired the wits of others it is to be seen in Bononia the words of the Epitaph are these A M. PP D. Alia Laelia Crispis nor man nor woman nor Hermaphrodite not a maid not a young man not an old woman not shamefast nor shamelesse but all things not â—aken away by famine not by sword nor by poyson but by all things nor is buried in the aire nor in the water nor earth but every where Lucius Agatho Priscius nor an husband nor a lover nor a servant nor sorrowing nor rejoycing nor weeping who knows and knows not nor this heap nor this Pyramis nor this Sepulchre but all things that are placed This is a Sepulchre having nobody within it this is a carcasse not having any Sepulchre without it but the carcasse and the Sepulchre are the same to themselves Some have taken this Enigmaticall Epitaph to mean the soul of man some the water of the clouds others Niobe turn'd into a Stone others have imagined otherwise Some have written Commentaries on it as Ioannes Turius of Brudges and Richard White of Basingstoke in England a Lawyer whose booke was printed at Dordrecht by Iohn Leo Berewout Anno 1618 But to let these shadows and clouds passe we wil put our wit to exercise in more plainer paths and the reason why wee interlace our discourse with these is 〈◊〉 because we would not too deeply affright or terrifie our studious Reader and that wee may keepe him from disdain or disliking when he is weary that wee may therefore behold the customes and the wholsom admonitions of the dead look upon another Epitaph which is to be seen at Naples in these words 2 This Marble memory is here placed for mee yea Reader for thee also whosoever thou art watch whilest thou wakest and make seasonable hast to thy work no man knows the set time Farewell 3 The stone of Cajeta exhibits this short Inscription Fui non sum â—estis non eritis Silvius Palladius Vt moriens viveret Vixit at moriturus I was am noâ— You are shall not be Silvius Palladius Who that He might live dead Did live as alwayes dying I will not omit that most short yet pleasant one of M. Posthumius a Knight M. Posthumius a Knight Whither I goe I know not I die of necessity Farewell all that are behinde 5 To learne us in the first place wisdome and to make us despise vanity this Epitaph following bestowed on a religious and nobly descended Gentleman will serve fitly Ah Traveller stay and read I desire a word with thee In my life I plac'd this stone here against the time of my death who lye here in a narrow space and here in the dust and darknes do expect thee ô my Guest and the last Trumpet of the Angell at the day of judgment but perhaps thou mayst aske my of-spring I am one of the latter sons of Red Earth So thou mayst enquire my Country It was the World My learning it was a shadow my reputation It was smoake my Age Alas a point or if a little more produced a minute Wouldst thou know my wealth 'T was poverty My Honours 't was contempt My liberty it was flattery My desire 't was death and true life after death which I hope I and thou shall enjoy Be gone and remember death 6 I will annex that sad and truly lamentable one an Epitaph of a Brother who was killed by his brother Alas alas Here I am laid a young man before my time Deaths scorne a Brothers Funerall a Fathers grief a Mothers teares the Muses lamentation an example to young men a sigh for old men rottenesse ashes nothing to my self but what to God Ah! Traveller why enquirest thou alas now shall I heare what I feare what I hope for to morrow thou mayest know travell on oh curious Citizen Richardus de Marisco Bishop of Durham writ his own Epitaph an holy one and in those times witty and pleasant It beares this inscription Culmina qui cupitis laudes pompasque sititis Est sedata sitis si me pensare velitis Qui populos regitis memores super omnia si is Quod morâ— immitis non parcit honore potitis Vobis praepositis similis fueram bene scitis Quod sum vos eritis ad me currendo venâ—tis Englished You who preferments doe desire Who for high prayse are set on fire Your Thirst would quickly quenched be If that you would consider mee You by whom people stout are check'd Be mindfull always ne're neglect That cruell death no whit regards Your Honours or your rich reward For I have been like you in grace Grave Prelats and as chief in place For you shal be even as I am You run and hast unto the same This in those times was of singular wit and learning and savours still of mortification now I adde the Monument of a learned man Iustus Lipsius knowne by his writings speaks thus from his sepulcher to the living Seekest thou who lyes here buried I my selfe will reherse it to thee I was one who of late spoke with style and tongue now it shal be lawfull for another I am Lipsius whom learning and thy favour may cause to live But I dying am gone so shall this also and this world possesseth nothing that is everlasting Wilt thou that I speake in a higher voyce to thee All humane things are but smoke shadows vanity the Image of a Play and to speak in a word nothing this is my last conference with thee I would have thee hope I am in glory Iustus Lipsius liv'd 59 yeers hee dyed in the yeere of Christ 1606 on the passion day of our Saviour So then both learned and
and invent one idle thing after another yet our time stayes not Our yeares doe flit fleete and flie apace no man could ever yet give a ransome to enjoy the next day safely In our very sleepe vvee goe on either to the Eternity of joy in Heaven or of paine in Hell Excellent was that saying of Suidas O Mortals of one dayes continuance Verbo Ephemerii botri pa. 358. cunning for the present not looking to the future Consider of Eternity to vvhich you hasten §. 8. That the hopes and wishes for long life are vaine IT vvas the speech of that foolish rich man to his soule What shall I doe for vvhere shall I lay my fruits This will I doe Luk. 12.18 I will pull downe my barnes and build bigger Alas vvretched man twice vvretched vvilt thou enlarge thy barns thou shalt this night have a grave if not a Hell this night shall they require thy soule then vvhose shall those things be vvhich thou hast provided Thy Vertues hadst thou any thy Vices of which thou hadst too many shall goe vvith thee No other traine or attendants shalt thou have vvith thee hence Much like to this rich mans fall vvas that of Senecio reported of in Seneca Senec. epist. 101 â—â—it Who recounting the swiftnesse of our life which is granted to men by moments and minuts said thus Each day houre doth shew that vvee are nothing doth alwaies by some new Argument admonish us that are forgetfull of our frailty and drives us to looke on Eternity through Death This Senecio Cornelius a Roman Knight a frugall man not only carefull of his patrimony but also of his body having sate all day by a friend of his vvho vvas very ill and almost past hope of recovery having supped very merily vvas suddenly taken vvith the Squinancie in his throat so that hee could scarce draw his breath and vvithin a few houres Hee vvhich had gone thorough all offices and charges fit to be executed by an healthy able man He vvhich both by sea and land had gathered vvealth He vvhich had left no wayes untried that seemed gainfull in the highest pitch of good successe and in the middest of his wealth died suddenly So often comes it to passe that in the confluence of our hopefullest actions vve are gone as the vvinde vvhich vvhen at highest soone is calme and therefore doth Iob ask of God and in a sort complaine Iob 10.8 And doest thou so suddenly destroy me And learnedly Tertullian Tertull. lib de anima There is saith he that force and strength in vessels as they saile by the Capharean rocks though they be not assaulted by any great or raging vvindes nor violent vvaves yet vvith a gentle gale a smooth course all thinking themselves safe are vvith deadly privie overthrow suddenly sunk and lost An Emblem of the suddain events and unlooked for shipwracks of mens lives How foolish therefore is it to dispose of our life vvhen vve know not vvhat shall be to morrow Oh vvhat madnesse is it to lay such large hopes upon such brittle uncertaine beginnings I vvill bâ—y build fell get gaines purchase honour and in old age take my ease When beleeve it even to the most happy all things are doubtfull Iam. 3. Our life is but a vapour saith S. Iames. We cannot promise any certainty of future things and what we enjoy for the present may be easily taken from us or we from it Yet in the middest of these hazards vve propound and resolve upon long voyages and large journeyes by sea and land We lay out for warres for pleasures at Court for quietnesse and ease long businesses an orderly succession of labours heaping offices to offices hoping for Nestors years and Metellus good luck vvhen in the meane time Death stands by us and in these thoughts doth suddenly prevent us and suddenly casts us from the molehill of our hopes into the depth of Eternity §. 9. That man is Dust. Gen. 3.19 REmember this ô man that dust thou art and unto dust shalt thou returne This is a mourning verse vvhich God himselfe declared to Adam and doth vvisely admonish us of our Mortality Plin. lib. 10. cap. 4. The Eagle vvhen she intends to set upon and overthrow the Stagg before she begins her fight gathers a great deale of dust into her vvings and sitting betwixt the hornes of the Stagg vvith beating her wings upon his face strikes dust into his eyes and so drives him upon the Rocks So the Church by the vvise use of Humiliation and Mortification stops many a violent and hastie sinner in his furious course to destruction and drives his soule upon the Rock of Salvation IESVS CHRIST so likewise doth the Priest at burialls vvhen the corps is laid in the Grave he utters these vvords vvhen the earth is thrice cast on the dead party Earth to earth Ashes to ashes Dust to dust These words he speaks not to the dead in the grave but to those Coffines vvhich have living souls abiding in them not for those out of which the soule is departed King Philip of Macedon vvas vvise in this point that every morning had this sung to him to make him the more mindfull of Mortality O Philip remember thou art a man The very Cranes will in this point serve to be our Tutors who when they set their night Sentinels doe hold a stone in one of their feet that if they should chance to sleepe by the fall and sound of that stone they might be wakened the same Birds vvhen they flie over the sea betwixt Maeotis and Tenedos doe carrie sand in their bills Well let the stone in their foot remember us of our gravestone and the sand in their bill of the earth with which wee shall be covered The Calfe which the Hebrewes worshipped was in deed of gold but it was reduced to dust Nebuchadnezzars Image seemed terrible but it vvas mouldred to dust by the stroke of a stone The Apples of Gomorrah indeed outwardly vvere specious and beautifull but vvithin dust and rottennesse Proud men may shew their glory and riches and these may procure some carnall Israelites to vvorship them but they shall end in dust and corruption so that it is excellent vvhich Iob speakes I will say to the worme thou art my sister and to corruption thou art my mother It is not vvisedome to admire present glory but seriously to consider the end Dust man vvas and dust he shall be and his pomp shall follow him do therefore what is best to be done Eternity is nigh at hand §. 10. That every man is truly miserable WE cannot think enough whether nature hath beene a true loving mother Plin. preoemio in lib. 7. hist nat or rather a cruell stepmother to mankinde For among all other living creatures she cloathes man with the wealth of others Shee hath afforded to the rest divers coverings as shells harks skins prickles haire wooll bristles feathers vvings
with his mouth open which partly upheld one of the Pillars Hereupon hee with jesting and laughter told his dreame to his fellows Behold saith hee this is the Lion that kild mee in my dreame with that saying Hee put his hand into the hollow place of the stone-lions mouth and said Oh fierce Lion here is thy enemy shut thy mouth if thou beest able and bite off my hand hee had scarce made an end of speaking but hee received his fatall blow for in the bottome of that hollow place lay hid a Scorpion which feeling his hand put forth her sting touch'd him and he forthwith fell downe dead Is it so that stones can sting and poyson lurke in a Lion of stone Where may wee then not justly feare deaths stroke in the like manner did Hylas perish whom a lurking Viper in the chops of a Beare of stone did kill which is express'd by Martiall in his third Book and nineteenth Epigram What need I to mention the young man who was kild as hee was going into an house by an Icesicle which fell upon his head from the House-eaves Whom Martiall laments in his Epigrams Lib. 4. Ep. 18. So that you see many are the passages that Death hath to set upon us and usually he is then nearest when we least think of him §. 21. An Antidote against sudden Death GOod Reader here is annexed a short Prayer that I propose unto thee as a pattern for thee to use daily to entreat the Lord JESUS CHRIST to preserve thee from sudden death It is at thine owne liberty whether thou wilt use that or some other every day I made it that thou mightst on thy knees beg this great blessing of thy Saviour and know thus much such is the danger and so common that no man can be too wary or carefull over himself A Prayer O Most loving and bountifull Lord Iesus my Lord and my GOD I most ardently dâ—sire thee by thy most precious bloud shedding by thy last words upon the Crosse when thou cryedst My God my Godâ— why hast thou forsaken mee by those bl ssed words of thine when thou saidst Father into thy hands I commend my spirit that thou wouldst not take mee away by violent death Thy hands oh blessed Redeemer made me and fashioned mee oh give me understanding and I shall live oh make not so soon aâ—end of me give me I beseech thee time of Repentance grant that I may end in thy favour that I may love thee with all my heart and prayse and blesse thy Name for ever AMEN NEverthelesse all things good Lord are in thy disposing neither is there any that can resist thy will my life depends upon thy good pleasure neither doe I will as I please but resigne my wil to thy most godly governance in what place time or by what sicknesse thou wilt strike mee Thy will be done I doe commend all these to thy fatherly goodnesse and providence I except no place no time no disease though bitter and grievous because Thou of very faithfulnesse hast caused mee to be troubled onely this one thing do I crave of Thee not to take me away in my sins by some hastie Messenger but how ever not my will but thine O Lord be done if it seemes good to thy heavenly wisdome quickly to make an end of mee I submit thy will Oh God be done in all things For even then I hope through thy tender mercies to depart in peace and in thy favour in which though I do die by the hand of sudden death yet nothing shall separate thy love from my soul The just though taken away by death goes but to his rest Sap. 4.7 Death is not sudden to him that is alwayes provided Which if there be not a longer space and time left to me in which I may commend my soule to thee which is onely knowne to thee behold then now I doe it and doe ardently and heartily call unto thee O Lord Lord heare my voice and let my cry come unto thee Have mercy upon me O Lord according to thy infinite mercies Let thy will be done in earth as it is heaven Into thy hands O Lord doe I commend my spirit for thou hast redeemed it O Lord God of truth All things living prayse and blesse thee O God In thee O Lord have I put my trust let mee not be put to confusion §. 22. That our days are few and evill HOw old art thou Sixty how many yeeres aged art thou seventy tell mee also oh man how old art thou fourescore Alas good men where are these yeeres where are thy sixty where hast thou left thy threescore and ten and where oh man wilt thou find thy fourescore why number yee those that are lost and spent Elegantly said Laelius that wise man to a man that said I have sixty yeeres in hold thou doest said he reckon that which thou hast not neither those that are past nor what is to come is thine wee depend upon a moment of fleeting time and even a little time is of great consequence Gen. 47.8 9. Pharaoh the Egyptian King asking the Patriarch Iacob how old hee was old Iacob answer'd The dayes of the yeeres of thy servants pilgrimage are few and evill Hearken you earthly Tantalussâ—s which so eagerly thirst after the extended yeeres of a perishing life Know that you are strangers here not inhabitants passengers not dwellers travellers not natives nor are you travellers in a long continuing journey your way as it is evill so it is short short it is perhaps to be ended before the conclusion of the next houre which you divide with death evill any knows it to be that are in it It offers more braâ—bles than Roses to go upon Miserable and vaine that we are what advantage is it for a stranger to load himselfe with pâ—bbles and fading flowers and for them to lose his heavenly inheritance what hinderance or losse is it to leave these if we get immortalitie and glory to labour in the way to provoke to good workes to sweat in them to endure any troubles or molestation is to bee counted gaine The more harsh our banishment is the more welcome will our Country be §. 23. That a young man may die old AS old men at length become as children so there may be many young may be said to be old men Old Balaam a man of threescore yeers and ten answered Josaphat the King asking him how old he was that hee was fortie and five and told the King wâ—ndring at his woâ—ds that hee had beene quiet at his study twenty five yeeres as for the rest which hee had spent upon worldly vanities hee did verily believe all those to be utterly lost so one Similius which was as it were buried in Court affaires had rather liv'd for his Emperour than for himself caused this to be engraved upon his Sepulchre Here lyes buried Similius an old man of seven yeeres of age
desire ô God I desire to worke in thy Vineyard to indure cold heat wearinesse vexation the Crosse I desire to suffer hunger oâ— thirst or any molestation any heavines or misery for thy sake I have learnt this by the Example of an holy man who when he was visited with more sorrow and sicknes then was usuall he was admonished by another friend of his to entâ—eat God to deale more favourably with him to whom he answered as it were in anger but that I perceive your simplicitie I should have put you from my company for saying such words And pâ—esently hee cast himselfe upon the Earth I give thee thanks ô God for these things which thou hast sent mee to suffer Enlarge my sorrows multiply my pains send mee an hundred diseases I know for certaine thou wilt with all these gâ—ve mee patience What can I say but this thing onely It is too litâ—le that I suffer ô God adde if it be thy good pleasure more and more to them I have deserved farre more bitter stripes then thou ô mercifull God hast yet inflicted Here ô Lord spare me not burn me cut me teare me in pieces onely save me hereafter If I had an hundred bodies I would adorne so many crosses wiâ—h them for thy sake that I may please thee ô kinde Father that I may be but numbred with thy Saints in Glory Everlasting I weigh not what paines and miseries I here undergo and suffer a thousand without any exception so I may gain thee Let thy will ô God be fully done For I know that thy service is perfect freedome to whom both the will and the deed are acceptable and how often dost accept the will for the deed and rewardest it equally I am now by thy appointment ô Lord call'd to rest my night comes in which I cannot worke Yet although this my disease takes away from mee the power of working yet it deprives mee not of the will I will ô Lord I will and while breath or life continue for thy love I am ready and willing to doe or suffer as the holy Martyrs and pious Christians have done and suffered before me Say onely ô Lord what wilt thou me have doe What must I suffer for I offer a whole World full of good desires to thee I will goe to the utmost parts of the Earth nay with readâ—nesse and willingnesse to the Indies the tops of Mountains shall not let mee the great Valleys shall not deterre mee I will climbe these travell through those the vast heaps of snow shal not stop me nor the lofty waves I will passe through both Nor rocks nor fire scornings reproaches disgraces shame accusations all these none of these shall be able to deterre my course for suffering in thy cause nor will I for thy love ô Eternall Wisdom think much to be counted a fool I will glory in the title it is not blows nor death which I will decline for thy sake Nothing shall be too hard nothing too bitter nothing unpleasant nothing impossible where the cords of thy love doe draw my soule I shall goe through with all incumbrances with all oppositions by thy aid and assistance and what I cannot doe by strength I will performe in desires wherein my hands or feet shall faile thither will I goe in desire in affection But all these wishes and willings if â—hey be brought to action will they unlock and open Heaven gates If I shall bring forth all these specious fruits shall I then be worthy to be in the presence of God Ah! ô my Lord God! though I suffer and doe whatsoeuer thy holy Saints have done and suffered or what they would have done or suffered yet shal I not be worthy to abide in thy sight one moment how much lesse then when as I doe but offer up to thee these small and emptie desires By what means then shall I make my way ready for heaven ôh infinite Goodnesse if thou shalt not have mercy upon mee I am undone for ever I shall never be admitted into Heaven if thy mercy excludes me There is therfore this one sanctuary and this one refuge remayning to mee to save me from thy anger and just indignation Thy mercy ô Lord is that vast Ocean and immense Sea into this I will throw my self whensoever death shall cast me from the little Hillock of this world and also while I do possesse this little Tabernacle I will freely and wholly cast my selfe into that bottomlesse Sea of thy infinite mercies beiâ—g fully assured that herein I shall be safe from all the flames and flashes of Hell fire I cry out therefore with King David Have mercy upon me O God after thy great goodnesse according to the multiude of thy tender mercies blot out all mine offâ—nces Wash mee throughly from my wickednesse and cleanse mee from my sinne So also in my greatest extremitie in my last and uttermost houre of my life when my soule must goe forth from her old decayed house with all my ardentest and earnestenst desires I will and wish that one thing yea while I live and am wel in health deliberately and affectionately I thirst after those pleasant Rivers of waters yea at my gaspe I desire thaâ— my sigh may signifie so much to men anâ— Angels that I onely cry and sigh for this one favour al â—hy hands Have mercy upon me ô GOD after thine own goodnesse according to the multitude of thy tender compassions c. § 31. The sick mans sure and true confidence in God IT is a serious businesse and no childish art to die and well may the sicke man bee asked wilt thou wholly commit thy selfe to the hazard of Eternitie thou entrest into an unknowne way and whither wilt thou come to whâ—ch the sick may answer 〈◊〉 not to mutter as those wretches who say I am compeld I must but rather in an upright course let him say I doe willingly and wholly give my soule so I commit my selfe to Eternity so I depart hence joyfully So even so let healthy men say and think but especially such as are ready to die both these may truly say hitherto I have begun to die onely now I doe so Now I begin my journey to Eternity and because Gods mercy knows no end and exceeds all measure I goe on without dread In thee ô Lord have I put my trust let mee never be put to confusion I hope never never ô Lord and though there be a thousand witnesses out of the sacred Writt to confirme my hope in this point yet let mee not despise the excellent Councell which that Roman wise man affords That we should think of Death and the returne from Death Thus the Ancients have delivered their minds When that day shall come which shall separate my soule from my body I shall leave this body where I found it but I my selfe shall be restored to God Neither am I now without him onely I am detained by this heavy earthy body of
unlearned rich and poore at length have all one Epitaph which Moses hath writ for them Gen. 5. sapius Et mortuus est i. e. hee is dead Emperours at their first Inauguration were asked what kinde of stone they would have their sepulchre made off The same thing almost doe I ô Reader enquire of thee Choose what forme of Epitaph pleaseth thee best Wilt thou nilt thou some or other will doe this for thee though against thy will and will speak of thee when thou art dead though living thou haddest rather be silent then write Funerall Elegies or Epitaphs I will here exhibit a forme of a sepulchrall Inscription which I doe think profitable for mee for thee ô Reader and for most Christians at least for meditation onely change but a few things and this it is Whosoever thou art ô Reader I have somthing to seek out of thee 9 Knowest thou who may dwell in this narrow prison under ground I am the sonne of corruption and the brother of wormes This is my stock aske not after my name that 's vanished with my life which I spent after many teares and weak endeavours in books which almost I shut up with my life ô Guest would I had now given my selfe more to vertue lesse to vices ô would I had before my death dyed more in my affections now thou mayest I cannot perform it Whosoever thou art for I cannot see in this darknesse whilest thou canst be ripe for death before thy death by this means thy life wil be more comfortable by how oftner thou art in this exercise Farewell Reader till the Trumpet shall sound from Heaven at which time I do expect a joyfull resurrection But least we should be ignorant that it is not purple adornments funerall pompe nor the silken covering nor the long traine of mourning friends nor the brave Coats of Arms nor the greatnes of Kinred nor the prayses of the vulgar not the wives lamentations nor the funerall Sermon nor the title of the dead though seeming to live in Marble for they have their Obitâ— too nor all these make an happy death but grace and vertue and a minde not broken nor terrified withall the threatnings of death to have lived well and uprightly is the fairest Epitaph of all others § 11. Nine Reasons to prswade us to die with a resolved minde ABove all things meditate and seriously thinke on the death of thy Saviour 1 Reas and thou wilt then beare thine comfortably Compare I beseech thy Bed to his Crosse thy Couches with his Crown of thornes thy meat with his gall thy drinke to his Vineger thy griefs with his torments Thou art amongst thy Friends Kinred he in the midst of his enemies thou art among all the hands for help but he was left of all land so died for the recovery of thy health what medicines and helps are not used but hee had nothing to quench his thirst Yet he was Lord and chiefe thou but a servant the lowest the vilest all things that were laid upon him he was guiltlesse off and deserv'd them not All things that thou sufferest thou standest guilty off and more Wherefore thou hast no just cause to complain 2 Cause 2 The chiefest favour of the greatest King is a good death but to die well is to avoid the danger of living ill Now he dyes well who dyes willingly Who would not willingly rise from a rough hard bed onely they refuse it who are laid warme in a soft Feather-bed if thy life here had been full of grievances evils and miseries how willing wouldst thou be to passe to a better if thy life hath bin prosperous and rich it is high time that thou shouldst end for fear prosperity which hath destroyed so many should also ruine thee Death is the most unwelcome to riâ—h men Croesus had not come to the fire but for his wealthy old age Many slaves had they died in their youth had died free-born Ah! how many and how great men who are condemned in eternall flames whom if death had taken from hence in their infancy or youth had enjoyed glory and immortality 3 It is the joy of all the Angels and Saints to have us with them but say you then must wee leave all our friends and associats here O improvidently Thou art going to them Thy parents where are they Hopest thou not that they are in Heaven And that thou shalt also come thither Doest thou not also believe tâ—at many of thy Kindred and acquaintance are in joy Coelestiall And doest not thou live here in hoâ—e to passe from hence to them but these things are not certaine they are onely in hope 't is true neither doth any man hope for what he fecth or possesseth therefore God hath afforded thee matter to exercise this Vertue He hath commanded thee to hope for Heaven never did he will thee or promise thee security but thou mayest certainly know thy self to be carried thither in hope whereinto yet thou canst not see The Creditor hath no reason to distrust a faithfull debtor I say it affirmatively that God hath made himselfe the debtor to thee Consider seriously whose Creditor thou art did not he speak it with joy who said I know whom I have trusted 2 Tim. 12 4 Thinke also ô man whose spirit droops or fails that admirable alacrity and ardent study and prompt willingnesse of the holy Martyrs for death who lightly despised all the great preparations to death who underwent the most cruellest torments even with smiling and rejoycing countenances Surely nor death nor the pain of it is terrible onely the feare of both makes both dreadfull Wherefore wee prayse him who said Death is not an evill but it is evill to die naughtily Children are afraid of Vizards and Spirits because of their unskilfulnessâ— is Death a Vizard turne the inside outwards and thou shalt know it to be so Yet neither Infants nor Children nor distracted folks fear Death It is most absurd that reason cannot perform that resolvednesse in us which folly and childishnesse leads us too Death is a Tribute and Custome that all men must pay Why therefore art thou sad and disconsolate when as thou payest no more then thou owest and doest no more then every man else performs No man here can plead exemption or priviledge No man hitherto hath gone scot-free none ever shall this is that hard Battle where none none I say escape The World saith Saint Basil is mortall In Ps 115 and the Region of dying creatures 5. What is the continuation of the feare of Death but the prolongation and extent of torment Doest thou live long Thou art long under pain but say you I cannot but feare the danger that is imminent although it comes on but with a slow pace Then therefore cease to feare when as there is in it that good that may remove and will for certain take away all feare Tertullian spoke admirably That is not to be
a care to preserve with prayers your very footsteps that when the betrayer shall come he may find every part so well guarded that he may have no place to fasten in you to wound you Gerardus both by nature Religion the brother of S. Bernard did publickly demoÌ„strate the same which we here affirme that a good death is always joyned to a pious life but let us hear Bernard himself in this point whom siâ—knesse made wise Would to God I had not lost thee but only had sent thee before Would to God at last though slowly I might follow thee wheresoever thou art gone for no doubt but thou art gone after them whom about the midst of thy last night thou didst invite to prayses as well in words as countenance of gladnesse and didst presently break out into that of the Prophet David to the wonder of those that stood about thee Prayse the Lord from Heaven prayse him in the highest ô my brother thy day sprung forth in the midst of thy night that night was a time of illumination and indeed thy night was turned to day I was called to behold that wonder to see a man rejoycing in death and triumphing over death O Death where is thy victory Death where is thy sting Now thy sting is turned into a Jubilee of mirth Now there was a man who dyed singing and sung dying Thou art now ô daughter of sorrow turn'd into gladnesse Thou enemy of Glory art used for glory and the gate to Hell and the pit to destruction are made the inlet into the Kingdome of Glory and to the finding out of salvation and that of a sinner and justly too for that thou rashly didst use thy power against an innocent and just man ô Death thou art dead and caught with the same hooke thou so greediâ—y swallowedst down which voice is to be found in the Prophet O death I will be thy death and will be thy destruction strucke through I say with that hook the faithfull pâ—ssing through thy loins there is opened through thy sides an happy and joyfull way to life Gerard my bro her fears thee not thou meagre Effigies Gerard my brother passeth through thee to hiâ— heavenly Countrey not onely securely but joyfully and cheerfully with prayses When as I was come and he had come to the end of that Psalme with a loud voice lifting up his eyes unto Heaven said Father into thy hands I commend my spirit and often repeating the same word Father Father and so turning himselfe with a cheerfull countenance to mee what a dignation is it of God to vouchsafe to be our Father What a glory is it to man to bee the sonnes and heires of God Hee so sung that he turnd my weeping into mirth and beholding his comfortable joy it made me almost forget my own misery He cannot die ill who hath liv'd well § 17. Like life like death WHen as the weary Huntsman's laid to sleep Yet doth hee dream how 's chase and game to keep To wit what things we have been busied about all day those usually we dream on at night in like manner to what we have accustomed our selves to through our lives those like us best in death Hence is it that for the most part as wee have acted our parts here so wee goe off from this stage of mortality There is an History of a Goldsmith who was so excessively covetous that lying upon his death-bed he dreamt still of gold insomuch that hee neglected the advice of Divines and other his Friends concerning his salvation and hourely had his heart fixed upon his money O wretched man hadst thou but one point of an houre to work out thy salvation and yet couldst thou not think upon it as our dayes have beene employed so will even our last of time therefore those who have made Gold their God or pleasures or other vanities their last end are selâ—ome pious or comfortable How much better did Socrates who even at last gaspe could not forget himself nor vertue Antiochus King of Syria did most miserably vex the Iews and Maximinus the Emperour with cruell Edicts and most bitter tormen s resolv'd to put out the name of Christianity but both of them by the divine Justice fell into a most lamentable and grievous disease and when as neither of them had any hopes of life left them the one besought the Iews the other the Christians that they would pray for them unto their God Both of them like to Asops Crow which when shee was very ill spoke to her Mother not o lament for her but by her prayers to the Gods she entreated her to pray for her health to whom the other answered which of the Gods is it from whom thou hopest to be recovered when as there is none from whose Altars thou hast not stole some part of a Sacrifice Hence even as wee live so wee die and so we shall be judged at last either to punishment in hell or to everlasting happinesse in Heaven § 17. The wish for a good death Num. 23.10 LEt mee dye the death of the righteous and let my last end be like to his Cals out the Prophet Balaam How much righter had hee spoken had hee said Let mee live the life of the righteous that my death may then be like his It is ridiculous to desire to have a good death and yet to shun a pious life to live well is laborious to die well happinesse but the latter depends on the former Hee which refusâ—th to passe through the Red Sea shall never eat Manna Hee which loves Egypts slavery shall never enter into the Land of the living Piously and elegantly in this respect doth S. Bernard speak Vtinam inquit hac morte frequenter cadam God grant I may often fall by that death that so I may escape the sâ—ares of death that I may not be entangled in the mortiferous flatteries of a luxurious life that I may avoid the sense and deceitfull pleasures of lust that I be not overcome with covetousnesse that I be not stirr'd and mov'd to anger to impatience that I be not overwhelm'd with the vexings and distraction of worldly cares and sollicitudes That death is good which takes not life away but changes it onely into a better This for certain is that death that he expects and waits for with all his desires who eagerly pursues that life which shall never know death To be dead to sinnes before death comes is the best death of all § 18. Sleep is the brother of death PAusanias relates that in the City Olympia he saw a Statue called Night in the forme and habite of a woman This held in her right hand a white youth a sleep and in her lâ—ft hand a black youth as if hee were sleeping the one of these she called sleep the other death both of them were counted the sons of Night hence Virgill makes sleep to be Deaths Kinsman Gorgias Leontinus being very old and
so great a multitude does open his mouth in his cause The mayntenance of Christs Cause is therefore devolv'd to the defence of this Thiefe One Thief plâ—ads against another for Christs innocence he mayntains it takes of the others scandals reproves the infinite multitude of paâ—ricide Did not the Son of God blush to have his Cause defended by a Thief No! hee was so farre from being ashamed at his Oratory that hee praysed him in publick nor was his Rhetorick defective in Gods Cause And wee indâ—e justly therefore wee receive the due reward of our deeds but this man hath done nothing amisse Lu. 23.4 O how justly may I say the same of my self And I do justly die for my offences for I doe but receive the wages of my works but my Saviour What had hee done nothing at all worthy of death nor of such torments Let mee therefore ô God be heard when I use this forme of prayer Lord remember me for now thou art come into thy Kingdome and because thou art in thy Kingdome looke upon mâ—e now languishing and decaying and admâ—t mee to thy self when I depart I beg this of thee ô Jesus by thy scourging Thorns and Crosse by all thy â—orments and by thy precious â—eath What therefore remaynes but â—hat I should for ever cast my soul â—nto his bosome whose dolour and â—ains hee onely weighs and consiâ—ers He knows what conduceth â—o the health of our souls and â—ee from all eternity ha h deterâ—ined by what way wee shall return to him O Lord I have waited for thy salvation § 34. The Heliotropium or Turn sole against all diseases and death the onely Medicine THis Herbe as experience shews it turns with the Sun both at his rising and setting nay even in cloudy weather hee shews his love to the Sun by night as it were for grief he shuts up himself for want of her beautifull Lover Oh could mans will alwayes so follow and attend upon Gods will that at all times it should be conformable to it and and follow it through all afflictions and adversities and not to turn aside in that great cloudy day of death Upon this set day let the dying man imitate this flower and let him fâ—x the eyes of his faith upon that glorious Sun of righteousnesse especially then This doe our Saviours owne words teach us Even so Father Math. 11.26 for so it seemed good in thy sight so even so my â—ying friend speak you In all things that ever you doe in all evils to be endured or suffered by the example of our Lord say always So Father even so good Father so be i◠ô my Father with often ingeminations and specially when the pangs of death doe rage most violently then even then subject thy will in all things to his pronounce these watching in health in sicknesse but at the pinch of death never forget them Lord thou knowest my heart command it Lord I have hoped in thee I have said thou art my God thou shalt mayntaine my lot my heâ—lth my disease prosperity and adversity my life and my death are in thy hands as thou wilt so let all things be It shall be pleasant to me eiâ—her to live or die according to thy good will because thou art my Father Therefore ô Father as thou wilt order dispose permit all things to be done in mee and of mee as may be pleasing to thee let not any thing in mee crosse or thwart thy heavenly disposing So even so good Father let thy will be done from hence-forth and for ever This herb is of wonderfull vertue to all sicknesse evils and death Hee is farâ—e from feare of destruction that is in will so united to his God FINIS Prayers to be said of or to be read to a man dying OH holy Jesus my strength my â—efreshing my defender and my deliverer in whom I have hoped on whom I have believed whom always I have loved who art my chiefe pleasure the fortresse of my strength my hope even from my youth up Lead me forth ô â—hou that art the leader of my life and I will follow thee stretch forth thy right hand of mercy to the worke of thine own hands which thou the Creatour of all things didst make of the dust of the eâ—rth and strengthenedst with bones and sinews to whom thou by death gavest life The time is at hand that dust must return to dust and my spirit to thee my Saviour and blessed Redeemer who gavest it me Open good Lord to mee the gate of life for for mee wretch didst thou the Lord of life hang on the tree and wast reckonâ—d amongst transgressors receive me ô mercifull God according to the multitude of hy tender mercies thou didst kindly and speedily entertain the penitent thiefe upon the Crosse begging of thee I am sick and sore smitten to whom should I run for cure but tâ— thee ô gracious Physician heal thou mâ—e ô Lord and I shall be whole and those that put their trust in thee shall not be confounded in thee ô Saviour have I trusted let me no therefore be put to confusion But who or what am I most glorious God that I should with such boldâ—esse speak to thee I am a sinner borne nay and conceived in transgression a rotten carcasse an uncleane vessell food for wormes Spare mee forgive mee good God what conquest wouldest thou have to contend or sâ—t thy selfe against me who â—m weaker and lighter then the stubble before the winde then the dust or the chaff driven too and fro with every blast Passe by ô Lord all my transgressions and rayse up thy poore dejected servant from the Dunghill Stand up ô Lord and for my defence rayse up thy self and reject not the supplication of thy poore weak servant Let my prayers enter into thy presence and stretch forth thy hand and comâ— and help I am the man that travelling from Hierusalem am taken and wounded of thieves and left half dead be thou thou ô my Saviour the good Samaritan and c mfort me I have grievously sinned in the whole course of my life and my sins are ever before thee From the crown of my head to the sole of my foot there is not one sound or clean member O if thou by thy precious death on the Crosse hadst not helped my soule I should have for my sins deserved eternall perdition I even I am partaker ô sweet Iesu of that inestimable Redemption thou didst shed that most precious bloud for my sake ô thou preserver of men and therefore put me not away from thee I am that sheepe which wandred and lost it self seek mee ô thou great Shepheard and take mee and conduct me into thy fold that thou mayest be true in all thy sayings Thou that hast promised that whensoever a sinner shall repent and return thou wilt have mercy upon him Truly Lord I am not worthy to be called thy son because I have sinned against heaven and before thee