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“ Fleres si scires unum tua tempora mensem,
Rides cum non sit forsitan una dies."
906. The best philosophy is to study man's mortality,
-To meditate frequently upon death. 907. At the first moment of our lives we were con
demn'd to die; death's three messengers, casualties, sickness, age, have ever since been leading us towards our execution, we are not far from the
place. 908. When AnAXAGORAs had word brought him that his dear and only son was dead, he said Scro me
I knew I begat a mortal. 909. Where is Adam now, where is Gain, where is
the long-lived Methusalem, where is Noah, where is Shem, where is Abraham, where is Jacob?-They are dead and gone, their time is past, and we also must needs die, and be as water spilt upon the ground,
Neither Milo's strength, Helen's beauty, nor
Cresus's wealth, could secure from death. 911.
No door is shut to Death ; it enters every where, and encounters every action of life ; the affections of the soul, and the pleasure of the body, become the high-way to death. Homer died of grief, and Sophocles of an excess of joy ; Dionysius was kill'd with the good news of a victory he had obtain'd, Aurelius died dancing, and Cornelius Gallus in the
act of venery: 912. Death keeps no Calendar; he turns many pale
before age hath made them grey.-Far greater numbers are snatch'd away in their infancy than
live to the age of maturity. 913 The longest life is given to us by piece-meals,
and mingles as many parts of death, as there are of life. The age of infancy dies when we enter into that of childhood. That of childhood when we become youths. That of youth when we come to age of manhood. That of manhood when we are old. And even old age expires when we become decrepid. So that during the same life we find
914. Considering the wonderful frame of humane
body, this infinitely complicated engine, in which, to the due performance of the several functions and offices of life, so many strings and springs, so many receptacles and channels are necessary, and all to be in their right frame and order ; and in which, besides the infinite imperceptible and secret ways of mortality, there are so many sluices and flood-gates to let death in, and life out, it's next to a miracle we surviv'd the day we were born.—The very preservation of so nice and exact a frame,
seems the next wonder to its workmanship. 915. The world owes us all to death.-Kind heaven
has conceal'd the hour, that we might be ever in
readiness for it. But, 916. There will come an evening after which we
shall see no morning; or a morning after which
we shall see no evening. Yea, 917. The time will come when no more Aristotle
shall be cited in the schools, nor Ulpian alledged in the tribunals, no more shall Plato be read among the learned, nor Cicero imitated by the orators ; no more shall Seneca be admired by the understanding, nor Alexander extolld among the captains ; all fame shall die, and all memory shall be forgotten. At the great and general conflagration, virtue only shall survive the fire.
This world at best is but a valley of tears. 919. Our infancy is full of ignorance and fears.--Our
youth of sin.-Our age of sorrow.–Our whole
life of danger. 920. “What is long life, but the same thing over and
over again, or worse? So many more days and nights, summers and winters, a repetition of the same pleasures, but still with less pleasure and relish ; a return of the same or greater pains and troubles, but still with less patience and strength
to bear them.” Yet,
Till life it self grow's the disease at last :
And to be long a dying only pray." 922. We are more afraid of death than of sleep, and
other things that come by course of nature. Because death is not more certain than the day of
judgment. 923. The body of Moses which was hid in the valley
of Moab, appearing in the transfiguration of our Saviour in the mount of Tabor, sufficiently proves our bodies are not lost, but laid up to be raised to the endless joys of heaven, or eternal torments or
hell. Consequently, 924. When we die we are to give an account of our
Our conscience is a justice itinerant within us, 928.
though we can carry nothing else with us, we
cannot leave that behind. 926. And if the righteous scarcely be saved, where
shall the ungodly and sinner appear?' 927.
may well be fearful, and had need be careful that we be not taken unprepar’d.
The journey of life appears not to busy men
until the end.-Then they all make Balaam's suit. 929. Let me die the death of the righteous, and my
last end be like his.? 930. TO how bitter is death to them that love the
world ! 931. CÆSAR BORGIAs being sick to death, said, when
I lived, I provided for every thing but death ; now
I must die, and am unprovided to die.
The paths of life, what slips we once have made
Avoid, where folly lost our way before.” 933. 'Tis our sins that make death so shocking ; let
remove them by a sincere repentance and amendment of life, and all the terrifying ideas or futurity will vanish, and give way to the pleasant prospect of unspeakable bliss.
i Pet. 4. 18.
2 Numb. 23. 10.