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A44540 A sermon preached at the solemnity of the funeral of Mrs. Dorothy St. John, fourth daughter of the late Sir Oliver St. John, Knight and Baronet, of Woodford in Northamptonshire, in the parish church of St. Martins in the Fields, on the 24th of June, 1677 by Anthony Horneck ... Horneck, Anthony, 1641-1697. 1677 (1677) Wing H2849; ESTC R7942 28,330 40

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but these are sickly desires which their blind appetite causes desires as vain as the life they praise for in praising that what do they commend but misery and calamity and he that protracts his age to some hundreds of years doth but protract it to labour and sorrow Who can express the innumerable disasters discontents and vexations life is subject and expos'd unto We come crying into the World and go weeping out The various Masters and Tutors we are forced to have while young and tender do but make us a better sort of slaves soon after our houses and hearts are fill'd with cares and contrivances what we shall eat and what we shall drink and wherewithal we shall be cloathed and these waste our marrow and the flame that burns in our breasts Here an injury we receive torments us There a loss we sustain afflicts us Here our endeavours are cross'd there our expectations disappointed Here our hopes decay in the bud there the most promising flower in our Garden withers Here a friend deceives us there an enemy pursues us now a thousand fall at our side by and by ten thousand at our right hand we are neither free from the terror by night nor from the arrow that flies by day we have no security against the pestilence that walks in darkness nor against the destruction that wastes at noon day when one trouble is over another comes and the wave we have passed is seconded by another The Messenger that brings us word that the Oxen were plowing and the Asses feeding besides them and all on a sudden taken away by the Sabeans hath no sooner done speaking but another is ready to acquaint us that the fire of God fell from heaven and burnt up the Sheep and the Servants and consumed them The words are hardly out of his mouth but another tells us a sad story of the Chaldeans that fell upon the Camels and carried them away and when he hath finished his dreadful news the fourth comes running in with a message that a great wind from the Wilderness hath smote the four corners of the house and that it is fallen upon our Sons and Daughters and they are dead He that hath escaped perilsl by land soon is forced to make a trial of perils by sea and to a deliverance from Robbers succeeds a new danger from our own Countrymen Afflictat fortuna viros per bella per aequor Iras insidiasque catenatosque labores Mutandos semper gravioribus The Candle of the Lord that shines over our heads to day exspires may be into darkness before the morrow and the rivers of oil which the Rocks pour us out this hour are turned into streams of blood the next our root which now is spread out by the waters by and by is dried up and the dew that lay upon our branch all night before we are aware changes into a moth to consume what we have gathered and he whose glory was fresh in him this moment is soon forc'd to cut up mallows by the bushes and juniper roots for his meat and thus the greatest contrartieties plenty and poverty love and hatred peace and anger rest and trouble quietness and rage right and wrong justice and injustice make up mans life and what is all this but a sea where opposite winds continually blowing endanger the Ship and the Passenger that is in it and then sure this must be vanity V. Health This indeed is a Jewel which men pass great commendations on but it's inconstancy shews it's vanity and he that trusts to it relies but on a broken reed on a Sceptre of glass and will soon be convinced that like April weather it 's dashed and changed in the twinkling of an eye If it be true what the Poet says That of all creatures Nature hath produced there is nothing so weak and tender and infirm as man he hath but small encouragement to glory in his strength When a draught of drink can discompose him when a Fly can choak him when a puff of pestilential air can cause a Civil War in his constitution when the least disorder can unsettle him how little reason hath he to boast of the harmony and agreement of humours in his body How should he continue sound long that hath so many enemies within and without him to shatter his earthly Tabernacle into dust and atoms Nothing for ought I see deceives the unwary sinner more than his state of health this tempts him to offer violence to his nature and run out into extravagancies and because he feels no distemper for the present he flatters himself with a perpetual freedom from it goes on in his debauches and while he pleases himself that his nature is made of iron he finds when it is too late that it is weaker than clay and thus precipitates himself into perpetual groans one would think he is weary of his health and tired with continuing so long without a change one would think he hath his health given him for no other use but to shorten it and that he finds pleasure in having it checkered with diseases Indeed Health is a thing of so nice a contexture and heat and cold must be mingled and tempered to that degree and the Scales must hang so even that we may justly wonder that so many men enjoy it and that they enjoy it so long as they do What can we judg of so curious a frame in which so many slender wheels and veins do move but that the least jog should put the Clock out of order and spoil the musick which is so pleasing and ravishing to the ear There is but a paper wall betwixt health and sickness and how soon may that wall be broken down and the fair Summers morning turned into clouds and tempests How have I known men hug themselves for carrying a sound mind in a sounder body and what care have they taken to preserve it They have ransacked Nature for restoratives forced Metals into Spirits dissolved Minerals into Antidotes distill'd Herbs and Plants into a quintessence pounded Pearls into Powder used themselves to such a diet eaten their meat by weight avoided the coldness of the air shun'd those dishes that might tempt them to a surfeit But alas in despite of all their care maugre all the preventing Medicines they have used how hath a distemper they neither feared nor dreamed of seiz'd on their limbs and deliver'd them up to the King of tertors and unexpectedly sent them to their long home from whence there is no returning Meer fancy sometimes breeds diseases and the sight of a disfigured face causes an illness which brings as great a disfigurement upon the spectator if we may believe men that have made observations of that nature the very looking on sore eyes will cause an inflammation in our own and sitting on the seats of persons diseased will bring the same distemper into our bones and how many are the daily accidents which