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A newe Treatyse deuyded in thre [arties

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[The fyrst parte is to know, & haue ī mynde]

Here begyn̄eth a newe Treatyse deuyded in thre parties.

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1.

Here begynneth the fyrste parte of this boke/that speaketh of mannes wretchednes.

Of the begynnyng of mans lyfe.

Of the myddes of a mans lyfe.

Here ye may here of the ende of a mannes lyfe.

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Here begynneth the seconde parte of this boke/that speaketh of the worlde.

Howe the worlde may be lykened vnto the see.

Howe the worlde may be lykened vnto a wyldernes.

Howe the worlde may be lykened vnto a Forest.

Howe the worlde may be lykened to a battell in a felde.

Of two wayes in this worlde.

Of the vnstedfastnes of this worlde.

Howe the rowndenes of this worlde is lykened to a man.

Of the condycyons of worldly men.

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Here begynneth the thyrde parte of this boke/that speaketh of death.

Of thre maners of death.

Howe a mannes soule is deade throughe synne.

Howe in hell is death without ende.

What maner thynge is death.

Men dredeth death for foure thynges.

Of the fyrste encheason why men dredeth death.

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The .ij. encheasō why mē dredeth death.

Howe the deuyll came and appered vnto saynt Bernarde.

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Of the thyrde encheason why men dredeth death.

Of the fourth encheason why men dredeth death.

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Non permanebit spiritus meus in homine [illeg.] caro est: erunt enim dies illius centum viginti anni.

My Ghoste he sayeth, shall nat euer dwell
In man that is made of flesshe and fell
His dayes shall be to lyue in here
An hundred, and also twentye yere
But so great age, may no man bere
For death wyll hym, in shorter tyme dere
For the complexyon of euery man
Is nowe more febler, than it was than
Therfore mannes lyfe, myght shorter be
For nowe it is feblest, all for to se
For the longer, that a man shall lyfe
To more sorowe, he shall be dryfe
And lesse thynke, that this lyfe is swete
As in the psalter, wytnesseth the Prophete.