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XVIII.

[The man of life upright]

The man of life upright,
Whose guiltlesse hart is free
From all dishonest deedes,
Or thought of vanitie,
The man whose silent dayes
In harmeles joyes are spent,
Whome hopes cannot delude,
Nor sorrow discontent,
That man needes neither towers
Nor armour for defence,
Nor secret vautes to flie
From thunders violence.
Hee onely can behold
With unafrighted eyes
The horrours of the deepe,
And terrours of the Skies.
Thus, scorning all the cares
That fate, or fortune brings,
He makes the heav'n his booke,
His wisedome heev'nly things,
Good thoughts his onely friendes,
His wealth a well-spent age,
The earth his sober Inne,
And quiet Pilgrimage.