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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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What maner thynge is death.

Death is nought els sothly
But departyng bytwene the soule & the body
And as I haue somdele before sayde
This may be called a deathes brayde
And a very remembrynge of mannes lyfe
When the soule parteth from the body with stryfe
As ye may knowe in your thought
That kyndely darckenes is to be felt nought
But where that no maner lyght is se
Proprely there is darckenes in euery degre
So that darckenes is byreyuynge of lyght
So is death of lyfe, when a man is hence twyght
Thus fareth death, that all men dredeth moste
When the lyfe fayleth, they yelde vp the ghoste.