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S. CHRYS. in Ep. ad Heb.

Contemn riches, and thou shalt be rich; contemn glory, and thou shalt be glorious; contemn injuries, and thou shalt be a conqueror; contemn rest, and thou shalt gain rest; contemn earth, and thou shalt find heaven.

HUGO Lib. de Vanit. Mundi.

The world is a vanity, which affordeth neither beauty to the amorous, nor reward to the laborious, nor encouragement to the industrious.

EPIG, 10.

This house is to be lett for life or years;
Her rent is sorrow, and her income tears;
Cupid, 't has long stood void; her bills make known,
She must be dearly lett; or let alone.

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XI.

MATTH. vii. 14.

that leadeth unto life, and few there be that find it.

REPOST'ROUS fool, thou troul'st* amiss;
Thou err'st; that's not the way, 'tis this.

Thy hopes, instructed by thine eye,
Make thee appear more near than I ;
My floor is not so flat, so fine,

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And has more obvious rubs than thine:
'Tis true, my way is hard and strait,
And leads me through a thorny gate,
Whose rankling pricks are sharp and fell
The common way to heav'n's by hell.
"Tis true, thy path is short and fair,
And free from rubs: Ah! fool beware,
The safest road's not always ev'n;
The way to hell's a seeming heav'n.
Think'st thou the crown of glory's had
With idle ease, fond Cyprian lad?
Think'st thou that mirth, and vain delights,
High feed, and shadow-short'ning nights,
Soft knees, full bags and beds of down,
Are proper prologues to a crown >
Or canst thou hope to come and view,
Like prosp'rous Cæsar, and subdue ?
The bond-slave usurer will trudge ;
In spite of gouts, will turn a drudge,
And serve his soul-condemning purse,
'T' increase it with the widow's curse :

Troul'st; i, e. roll a ball.

And

And shall the crown of glory stand
Not worth the waving of an hand?
The fleshly wanton, to obtain
His minute lust, will count it gain
To lose his freedom, his estate,
Upon so dear, so sweet a rate:

Shall pleasures thus be priz'd, and must
Heav'n's palm be cheaper than a lust ?
The true-bred spark, to hoise his name
Upon the waxen wings of fame,
Will fight undaunted in a flood

That's rais'd with brackish drops and blood:
And shall the promis'd crown of life
Be thought a toy, not worth a strife?
An easy good brings easy gains;

But things of price are bought with pains.
The pleasing way is not the right:

He that would conquer heav'n, must fight.

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S. HIERON. in Ep.

No labor is hard, no time is long, wherein the glory of eternity is the mark we level at.

S. GREG. Lib. viii. Mor.

The valour of a just man is, to conquer the flesh, to contradict his own will, to quench the delights of the present life, to love and endure the miseries of this world for the reward of a better, to contemn the flatteries of prosperity and inwardly to overcome the fears of adversity.

EPIG. 11.

O Cupid, if thy smoother way were right,
I should mistrust this crown were counterfeit.
The way's not easy, where the prize is great:
I hope no virtues, where I smell no sweat.

GALAT.

XII.

GALAT. vi. 14.

God forbid that I should glory, save in the cross.

1.

YAN nothing settle my uncertain breast,

And fix my rambling love?

Can my affections find out nothing best,

But still and still remove?

Has earth no mercy? Will no ark of rest

Receive my restless dove?

s there no good, than which there's nothing high'r, To bless my full desire never change; with joys that ne'er

With joys that

wanted wealth;

2.

and, at my dear request,

Earth lent a quick supply;

wanted mirth, to charm my sullen breast;

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And who more brisk than I ?

wanted fame, to glorify the rest;

My fame flew eagle-high:

My joy not fully ripe, but all decay'd,

Wealth vanish'd like a shade ;

My mirth began to flag, my fame began to fade.

3.

The world's an ocean, hurry'd to and fro

With ev'ry blast of passion : Her lustful streams, when either ebb or flow,

Are tides of man's vexation :

They

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