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A banqvet of daintie conceits

Furnished with verie delicate and choyse inuentions, to delight their mindes, who take pleasure in Musique, and there-withall to sing sweete Ditties, either to the Lute, Bandora, Virginalles, or anie other Instrument. Published at the desire of both Honorable and Worshipfull personages, who haue had copies of diuers of the Ditties heerein contained. Written by A. M. [i.e. Anthony Munday]
 
 

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A Dittie declaring the vncertaintie of our earthly honor, the certaine account that we must all make of death: and therefore that we should make our selues ready at all times, because we are ignoraunt of our latter howre.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
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A Dittie declaring the vncertaintie of our earthly honor, the certaine account that we must all make of death: and therefore that we should make our selues ready at all times, because we are ignoraunt of our latter howre.

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This Dittie is sung after a very prettie set note, which is called Primero.

What state so sure, but time subuarts?
what pleasure that is voide of paine:
What cheerefull change of former smarts,
but turnes strait waie to greefe againe?
What credite may a man repose,
vppon so fraile a clod of clay:
Which as to daie in sollace goes,
to morrowe is brought to earthly bay?
Thinke O man,
How thy glasse is daily sette to runne:
And how thy life shall passe, when it is doone,
Thy graue hath then thy glory wun,
and all thy pompe in cinders laide full lowe:


Take example
By the fragrant flower in the feeld,
Which as to daie in brauery is beheld,
The parching Sun hath ouer-queld,
O wretched man, euen thou thy selfe art so.
Howe then?
How canst thou bragge, or canst thou boast,
How that thou maiest,
Or that thou shalt
Enioy thy life vntill to morrow day:
Thou seest,
That death subdues the strength of Kings,
Of high and lowe,
Of rich and poore,
And all as one he dooth call awaie.
Tantara, tantara, tantara,
Thus dooth the Trompet sounde:
The Bell bids prepare a, prepare a, prepare a,
Your bodies to the ground.
Euen so,
While we are sporting, sporting, sporting,
Amidst our earnest play:
Death commeth stealing, stealing, stealing,
And takes our liues awaie,
To goe,
Put on your black aray, for needes you must away,
Unto your house of clay,
Prepare your conscience gay, against the dreadfull day,
That you may be.
Christes chosen flocke and sheepe,
Whom he will safely keepe,
Whether you doo wake or sleepe,
Then shall the hellish foe,
Away in terror goe,
This ioy to see.


Remember this, amidst your blisse,
that Christ hath redeemed vs by his blood:
Then let vs kill, our affections so ill,
to be elected his Seruants good.
Then shall we be sure, for aye to endure:
On Gods right hand among the pure.
When as the ill, against their will:
the endlesse paine shall passe vntill.
God graunt vs feruent constancie,
to auoide so great extremitie:
That by his grace continuallie,
we may purchase heauens felicitie.
FINIS.