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A dialogue betw[een] life and death Very requisite for the conte[m]plation of all transitory pilgrims, and pious minded Christians.
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Wates, Richard.
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any person 2 Sam. 9.14 Deaths second speech to Nature AS water that is powred on the ground Sinkes deeply in and can no more be found For water spilt who can againe recover Such is thy life thou shalt not have another Natures reply Death to thy lye Nature makes this reply That being changed I shall live after I dye Nature shall rise from Mortality And live in heaven Eternally We are strangers before thee and sojourners as were our Fathers our dayes on earth are as a shadow and there is no abiding 1 Cron. 29.15 Deaths fourth speech to Nature O Mortall man expect to meet with dangers And with hard usage for ye are all strangers And sojourners such as your fathers were While ye like walking shadowes doe appeare Walking while that the sun of life doth stay Which setting ye like shadowes fleet a way Natures reply If man a shadow be Christ is his sun Whom he doth follow to his Kingdome My dayes are swifter then a Weavers Shitlle Job 7.6 Deaâ—hs fourth speeâ—h to Natâ—re TO shew mens dâ—yes are fading and most fickle Thy dayes are swifter then a weavers shittle Then be not with hope of long life decev'd But know thy web of life is quickly wead'd For if thy hoâ—res like weavers shittle run Thy life like to a web will soone be done Natures reply I care not for when this lifes web is done 〈◊〉 roabs of Immortality put on As the Cloud is consumed and vanisheth away so he that goeth downe to the Grave shall come up no more Job 7.9 Death fifth speech to Naâ—ure BEhold as Clouds doe in a gloomy day Disperse consume and vanish cleane away Such is mans life yet Clouds againe doe risâ— But Man gone to the grave unseen there lies Natures reply Man like sowne seed lies in the ground unseene But both at last doe rise againe and spring And the voyce said Cry And he said What shall I cry All flesh is grasse and all the goodlinesse thereof is as the flower of the field The gasse withereth the flower fadeth because the Spirit of the Lord bloweth upon it surely the people is grasse Esay 40.67 Deaths sixt speech to Nature WHat is mans life when every thing may be An embleme to him of Mortality He is but like the grasse or the field flower That flourisheth and fadeth in an houre Natures reply The wicked man indeed is like to grasse His life doth wither away and soone passe But those that vertuously spend here their howers Their names smell sweet on earth like wither'd flowers My dayes are swifter then a Post they fly away and I see no good Iob 9.25 Death seventh speech to Nature MAns life is but breaths bubble at the most And all his dayes are swifter than a Post They fly away before they are understood And man in all his life doth see no good Natures reply He that doth in few yeares to heaven climbe Ends a long journey in a little time Behold thou hast made my dayes as an hand breadth and mine age is nothing unto thee Psal 39.5 Deaths eight speech to Nature BEhold thy dayes are like unto a span Which stretched out do yield the greater pain The hand doth ake extended at full length So age stretcht out yields pain and want of strength Natures reply If I be ould in grace as well as yeares Then ages winter youthfull spring appeares For here we have no continuing City but we seeke one to come Heb. 13.14 Dâ—aths ninth speech to Nature THough here with lands wives houses ye doe fit ye Yet ye below have no continuing City But in your earthly pilgrimage go on In seeking out a City that 's to come Natures reply Our new Jerusalem in heaven stands Which is a City that 's not built with hands What is our Life it is even as a vapour that appeareth for a little time and then vanisheth away James 4.14 Deaths tenth speech to Nature WHat is mans life it is a burning Taper Or it is like unto a rising vapour Both for a little time appeare and stay But afterward they vanish both away Natures reply That life which seemes a vapour proves Divine And like a bright starre shall in Heaven shine We are passed away as a swift ship under saile that hasteth to the prey Job 9.2 Deaths eleventh speech to Nature AS a swift ship doth on the Ocean glide And cut the foaming Ocean unespy'de Such is mans life that quickly flyes away Like to an Eagle hasting to his pray Natures reply Mans life is like a ship bound for heaven lyes Or like an Eagle unto heaven flyes For he remembred they were but flesh and wind thaâ— passeth away and commeth not againe Psal 78 39. Deaths twelfth speech to Nature LAstly remember man is flesh and winde Flesh to the earth for worms meate is resign'd The wind doth passe away mans life 's the same That passes like winde and comes not againe Natures reply Although my flesh must die I am not sory For after death I shall enjoy heavens glory Life and Death LIke to the Damaske Rose you see Or like the blossome of the tree Or like the dainty flowers in May Or like the morning of the day Or like the Sun or like the shade Or like the Gourd that Jonas had Even such is man whose thred is spun Drawn out and cut and so is done The Rose withers the blossome blasteth The flowers fade the morning hasteth The Sun sets the shadow flyes The Gourd consumes and man he dyes Like to the grasse that 's newly sprung Or like the tale that 's new begune Or like a bird that 's here to day Or like the pearly Dew in may Or like a thought or like a dreame Or like the gliding of a streame Even such is man who lives by breath Each moment subject unto death The grasse withers the Tale is ended The birds flowne the dew's ascended The thought 's past the dreame is gone Tâ—â— waters gilde Mans life is done Like to a Bubble in a Brooke Or in a glasse much like a looke Or like a Shuttle from a Weavers hand Or like a Writing in the sand Or like an hure or like a span Or the singing of a Swan Even such is man Whose life is gone Whilst nimblest tongue is telling one The Bubble's out the look's forgot The Shttle's flung the writings out The houre 's not long the span's but short The Swan's neare death man's in like sort