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B02890
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Deaths summons: or, A conference betwixt death and the young man, the married man, and the king
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1670-1679?
(1679)
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Wing D503A; ESTC R175918
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Of best renown in my Impire âet them imploy their cunning skill âo free my person from this ill âheir wits together I am sure âhall length of days to me procure Death âhy cunning men of greatest skill âhy foolish hopes shall not fulfill ât them conveen and do their best âheir wit shall not procure thee rest ãâã drog composed by their Art ââall loose my finger from thy heart The King ââlt thou not reverence Kings with Crown ât cruellie wilt pull them down ãâã great affairs do so require ãâã yet to govern this Impire ãâã absence and my fatal fall âs Kingdom great will ruine all Death ãâã Begger and the King to me ãâã both of equal Majestie The great affairs of thy Impire Shall not obtain thee thy desire Though all thy Kingdoms come to nought I 'le have the thing that I have sought The King Some great designs I have intended Should I then die ere they be ended My Armies all go out with fame To purchase me a greater name If I shall die they will desist And burie me with shame in dust Death The great designs by thee pretended Thine eyes shall never see them ended Thine Armies great shall not thee bring More honour nor a longer Reign I make no count to bear the blame To burie thee in dust with shame The King Physicians learn'd make some Reply It doth now on your honour ly Such excellent advice to give As may your noble Prince relieve Let no expenses be regarded Your pains shall richly be rewarded The Physicians O Royal King it shall be so All cost and pains we 'll undergo To mitigate thy cruel pain We love our honour more than gain Yet our advice take in thy hand No Medicine can Death withstand The King Must I then die and no remeed âl Death not my great terror drâââ ãâã millions I did wale the Sâââd ãâã one commands me with a word âhis beseeming to a King ât formerlie at will did reign Death âugh thou the greatest Monarch be ãâã it beseems you well to die ãâã swelling pride hath darkt thy wit âu never didst resolve to flit âe off thy prating proud for I ãâã boasting tongue from speech will ty The King ârmies great what do you say ãâã ye this violence repay âr King is taken from your head âom ye did greatly fear and dread âventur'd many lives for me â now alas my self must die âoyal Subjects sad alas ãâã sorrowful now is my case âeave this Honour Glory Crown ãâã Kingdoms all and so ly down âust and nothing more to have ân honourablie be laid in grave âs was in me a foolish thought ât Heav'n to Kings needs not be bought ãâã now I see in entering there ãâã Begger may with Kings comâ arâ âates of Heaven no entering in âuch as are not wash'd from sin ãâã this I never made my work ãâã out of time I now remark âh in Christ's blood to be more worth âhan Kingdoms honour riches birth And whatsoever they can give At hour of death they 'll take their leave O that this might a warning give To all that richlie here do live All earthlie glorie hath a date Repent in time or else too late O take this lesson now from me All is but vain and so I die The Sincere Believer O Death what wouldst thou me to say I know what Debt I have to pay I must lay down this mortal life And so for ay to end my strife Though that thou wouldst grant me delay I choose no longer here to stay Thy coming here not ill I take Thou's welcome for thy Masters sake Love-tokens he doth send with thee That shortly I his face shall see My Husbands messenger thou art Come quickly then and act thy part Come loose my bonds and let me go O Death why dost thou linger so Make haste O time my glass run out Sun swiftlie move thy course about Close up my time that once he may Come solemnize the wedding day Then shall my joyful day begin When I his presence enter in Then shall I taste eternallie Which in my life my Faith did see The earnest is so sweet to taste That to enjoy the harv'st I haste The term-day of my grief is come For now I 'le ever ceafe from sin Death's bodie now I shall lay down And shall put on immortal Crown And set my feet on neck of those That in my life were vexing foes Though thou this breath take me fro I will not count thee as my foe No terrour thou can be to me Since Christ my life for Me did die O Death I am thy death said he O Grave I am thy victorie From hence the bitter sting is lost Thou canst no sound believer boast I 'll willingly endure the pain And die in hope to live again Now holie Father to thy hand The Sp'rit thou gave I do commend O that Death would within short space Remove that vail that hides his face That I may see as I am seen And nothing come our face between That I might see that compleat sight Of Jesus in his glory bright O dearest friends come learn at me While ye have life still learn to die Make peace with God in Jesus Christ Then Death and ye shall sweetly tryst Ye need not fear a moments pain A door shall open to your gain Take not this counsel as a jest ãâã speak to you from what I taste All that this earth could give to me âdung compar'd with what I see âehind the vail then nothing fear ãâã âose whatever you have here ãâã find the earnest of this joy âouâ wit and strength do all imploy The shadows vain on earth forsake Sad reck'ning in the end they 'l make O that ye saw what I do feel And so I bid you all farewell The Believing Souls Soâiloque to it self MOunt up O Soul above created glore Take Christ in stead of all thou had before On earth below take life in stead of death Take joy for grief most willingly out-breath This dying life not worthie of the name Triumph ov'r death ov'r trouble sorrow shame Put off thy beggers robe thy bodie frail Thy earthlie mind that in the mire doth trail Put on that sute that never shall wax old Thy self in Christ's pure righteousness unfold Mount up and reign in perfect joy and love Possess the Throne that House that is above Not made with hands eternal in the Heav'n Expect thy bodie from the dust again Joyn'd with thy soul that both together may Sing praise to God that e're they saw that day To God the Father who did plot such thing A sinful worm ay with himself to reign To Christ the Son who his blood fullie spent ãâã blameless to the Father to present And to the Spirit who doth us sanctifie Ay Three in One and ever One in Three Here I desist because the time is ny And so I flit hence to eternity FINIS