Selected quad for the lemma: death_n

Word A	Word B	Word C	Word D	Occurrence	Frequency Band	MI	MI Band	Prominent
death_n	die_v	heaven_n	soul_n	4,956	5	4.7790	4	false

Text snippets containing the quad

ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A67793	Youths lookinglass vvherein they may behold the frailties and vanities of all things under the sun. Also seasonable admonitions and instructions for every age and qualification of mankind in general.		1660 (1660)	Wing Y211A; ESTC R218117	4,908	14

husbands fortunes else Love will not do The Heirs Estate must not divided be But kept intire for his Posterity This makes him look about him and contrive If he their settlements chance to survive How he shall best bestow himself and where Which the best Climate is and sweetest Air. For now at fifty he begins to find His once warm blood to chilness is inclin'd Bloes bore in youth are now to aches turn'd And spirits fainting which with heat once burn'd But scorns as you should call him old as yet He 'l rather strive beyond his strength to get Himself esteem amongst the younger crew He tricks and trims yet all this will not do For sixty comes and bids him now prepare Dayes of thy life but few and Evil are A fainting Traveller a wearied soul Who days mispent with sorrow does controul To give good counsel now he does begin Confessing youthful vanites are sin Age sees oft-times too late what should have been Well weigh'd in youth and then have been foreseen Yet not to make a grand mistake in this To think that Youth and Age suitable is No that would make all man no youth at all We know man has a rise before his fall Our childhood ought not to be counted vain With children childish actions will remain Till riper years give summons to betake Our selves to actions that may happily make Threescore is peevish yet would be thought wise He pleads antiquity and will despise All youthful contradictions mark ye then How dare you prate quoth he young Rascals when My age you do consider what I have done This forty fifty years it is well known Was bravely done not to be held in scorn By beardless boyes that were but lately born I never was no blockhead no not I But spritely from my infancy The very thoughts of my past youthful age How brisk how free how nimble to engage Each Gamster and how well I play'd my part The thoughts of this I say revives my heart And heightens so my senses I could fain Shake off Old Age and once grow young again But man like to a flower which from the earth First springs a little and from thence takes birth Then shoots and slips up higher till at length It s tender stalk begins to gather strength Then Blooming ripe its glory forth doth spread A fragrant blossome from its fruitful head So flourishes a time then snatcht away By Sithe or else do wither and decay Just so it is with Man in every state Whom heavens great King did from the earth create First Infant then a Youth then full grown man Then down the hill he goes do what he can When old age comes this life must be forsaken And man return from whence he first was taken Now he bethinks him of his latter end And vows in prayers his little time to spend And sitting by the fire he does relate Unto his children all his former state What worthy deeds he has done in youthful dayes How that above some others he got praise This to my comfort now at last I find To all I ever bore an honest mind Be valiant now my boyes keep up my name To my renown add everlasting fame Let no vile woman crop your blooming years Believe 'em not though they shed thousand tears But oh the Gout the Palsie shakes me sore Aches and pains do make me cry and roar Thus Time doth handle him for none he stayes But hastens on till man fulfils his dayes Now weary Seaventy drawes upon his head And bids him now prepare himself for bed That manly face once ruddy fresh and clear Is now made pale and wrinkles do appear Strength fails and those strong Nerves which scorn'd to yield That once made death to fly i th open field Are now grown feeble now he 's fain to creep And once strong eyes with rheume now dayly weep One hand on staff another on the wall Must guide him now or else the man must fall He stoops down low and reverence gives to earth From whence mankind derived his first birth Which makes divinest Oracle out plain From dust I came to dust must turn again Now he complains my life is burthensome Oh gentle Death I now intreat thee come Come out I prethee life's untwifted thread All worldly joyes are gone each part is dead This bed of mine is all the world I have Nor can I find out rest till in the grave My sences now decay I childish grow I find no pleasure in this world below My friends do visit me but all in vain Ther 's none can ease me of my cruel pain Vain world adieu my glass is almost run My time will set before the setting Sun Welcome cold death I do not fear to dye My soul is soaring now to Heaven high Thus have I run through man's troubled state From 's infancy unto his latest fate Here is the infant in his swadling clout The pratling boy that now can run about The Lad the Youth the Stripling and the Man who one and twenty now look over can From thence to thirty forty fifty then They are accounted pritty ancient men Then sixty comes and some do seaventy gain But those last dayes are spent in grief and pain Threescore and ten as David doth you tell Shall man's dayes be then to this world farewel A seasonable Admonition to mankind of every Age and every Condition ANd first to youth that 's to discretion grown Let him take heed least he be overthrown By bad examples gaind from riper years And years with Grace not season'd Vice appears More ripe and subtil readier to decoy The imitating too apt beardless boy You that to twenty are arriv'd your prime Take my advice use well your strength and time For oft you find the Ax with fatal stroke Before the shrub cuts down the sturdy Oak You that full thirty years live to enjoy Seek wisdome now and don 't your time destroy With foolish childish actions Time invites That thou should'st bid adieu to Youth's delights At forty let thy care and industry Be to enrich thy home-bred family Taking an honest course to lay up store That none of thine hereafter may be poor The rest of all thy dayes freed from the cares Of this vain world give to thy God in Prayers That he may pardon thy offences all Both actual crimes and sin Original If with a contrite heart and lift up eyes Thou prayest to Heaven he wont thy prayers despise All men must dye but no man knowes the time Some in their infancy same in their prime Some live until they childish grow again But those their latter dayes are grief and pain Then happy 's he that doth make God his friend For such there 's Crowns and Kingdomes in The End