Selected quad for the lemma: soul_n

Word A	Word B	Word C	Word D	Occurrence	Frequency Band	MI	MI Band	Prominent
soul_n	body_n	death_n	dissolution_n	4,857	5	11.3460	5	false

Text snippets containing the quad

ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A31460	The tablet of Cebes the Theban philosopher, or, A true emblem of human life with an additional treatise concerning tranquillity of mind / written by Hipparchus and translated by Robert Warren.; Tabula. English. 1699	Cebes, of Thebes.; Hipparchus, the Pythagorean. Excellent treatise concerning peace of conscience.	1699 (1699)	Wing C1653A; ESTC R35480	26,828	143

time so requireth It is written That there is a time to laugh and a time to mourn a time for joy and a time for sadness And therefore a Christian Man may learn to use both the one and the other well and all to the glory of God Most certain it is that God hath permitted us honest Pleasures and delight which he hath not forbidden or are to his dishonour or any occasion of evil All honest and vertuous Exercise are permitted unto us in rendring thanks to God forthem and acknowledging his benifits by them provided also that we keep our selves alwaies within the rules of Sobriety Modesty and Honesty Thus we see one manner of Life and that which most conveniently beseemeth man The other is more brutish than humane the sence and description whereof taketh it self thus First for the large and common beaten way whereby men entred into the Garden and concerning the unbridled multitude that made use thereof I must understand his Meaning thus that every Man affecteth ease idleness and voluptuous Pleasures Some knew how to give a Mean to their desires and took not so much Meat and Wine as should trouble their understandings but could well return to their ordinary businesses and use Reason in all things Now there were others that knew not any Mean or Measure neither had regard to Time or Place but would needs venture further and fell into such extremity of folly as they lost their senses understanding and memory So that thereby they became brute beasts and could no way retire from this disorderly battel till diseases poverty and necessity admonished them of their duty For they are the last Companions of Drunkenness and Wayes of all Carowsers that do her the greatest Honour By Handmaids or Waiting-Women to Drunkenness I understand those several vices as their apt Names do signify and they are the meetest for her Company And by the Drinks which she gave to her Quaffers he meaneth the venom and poyson of voluptuous excess which maketh such a Transport of mens Understandings that they grow like unto brute beast according as they take less or more and according to the complections they are of representing even those very beasts whose Nature and Manners they cone nearest unto and refusing all friendly counsell and advice do delight more in such barbarous and uncivil courses than any other manners that should shew them to be Men. The CONCLUSION An Admonition concerning the Shortness of Life MAny men complain that Nature is very unkind to them in allotting them so little time to live and often cry out that no sooner are they born but they must die before they can take their full Draught of the Pleasures of this Life Neither is this the complaint of the Illiterate and Vulgar sort of People only but even of the most Valiant and Learned Men. We not often meet with any that are desirous to relinquish the enjoyments of this Life and to enter upon another state But too many that cry out with Aristotele Life is short but Art is long We find many bemoaning their condition with sighs and tears and such dismal expressions as these Nature is more bountiful to the very beasts and savages then to Man They can live for five or ten Ages but as for Man who is born to greater and nobler ends is not allowed half their time though he entreats and strives never so vehemently But to these Persons we may find Seneca does give a severe Reprimand How comes it to pass that we loose and squander away so much of our time if we complain we have not Enough When we can spend whole Days and Months and Years in doing Evil or else in doing nothing or in doing things besides our real business Infinite are the hours which we bestow upon Ceremony and servile Attendances in Hopes and Fears Love and Revenge Balls and Entertainment Ambition Coust flatteries Rambling voyages Impertinent Studies and Unaccountable Amours Life is long enough and the time allotted us if it were well employ'd were abundantly enough to answer all the Ends and Purposes of Mankind But we never remember our End nor seek the means and so it comes to pass that when Death makes a visit to us we are damped and dejected in our Spirits and are extremly loth to depart In a word we live as if we were never to die without any Reflection upon our Lives which may be taken from us in a Moments time For would we live as if we were always in expectation of Death and set our Accompts right every day that passes over our Heads Would we I say seriously consider and put in practice Pythagoras his excellent Advice to his Disciples Namely daily to call our selves to a strict Account what we have omitted or what we have committed we should never set our Affections upon this Life nor be the least a fraid of Death which would free us from this troublesom habitation and invert us with a Blessed Eternity The CONTEMPT OF DEATH THat all Men must die is most certain and that Death which we so much dread and decline is not a Determination but the Intermission of a Life which will return again is as certain What is it then I wonder that makes men afraid Oh! 't is an hard thing to die will some say Who can without very great reluctancy enter into an ruknewn state and quit the gaudy pleasures of this varnish'd Earth Thus do they fear and tremble and can't endure to think of an after separation For they represent Death to their thoughts as a strange and hideous Monster and with Aristotle are willing to conclude it the most Terrible of all Terribles But alas would they consider that to die 't is but a moments work and that no sooner is the pure Soul stript of its gross Body but our Pain and all the Miseries of this wicked life are at an end Again let them remember that the World it self stands condemn'd to a Dissolution that every man must submit to the Prince of Death He that will not voluntarily follow in the great and beaten Road must be drawn by force for our fate is fix'd and the Decree is immutable And besides what Reason have men to murmur or be afraid of Death when that which we call Death is the Gate and Door of Eternal Life and who is not willing to exchange a Life of Mourning and Sorrow for an Eternity of Happiness Death in a word is a Debt to Providence and Nature and this Life was never design'd but for a Journey to another Place O! therefore let us comply with that cheerfully which Providence hath made necessary The END