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A PROFITABLE ADMONITION, if wiselie followed.
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A PROFITABLE ADMONITION, if wiselie followed.
Lose not the Garlant of eternall Glore,
For things that here, bot for a time shall tarie:
Officious Fame, goods, or vnstable store,
That facil Fortune both does bring and carie:
In danger not, nor doe in perrell put
Th'immortall mark, whereat the Soule does shut.
For things that here, bot for a time shall tarie:
Officious Fame, goods, or vnstable store,
That facil Fortune both does bring and carie:
In danger not, nor doe in perrell put
Th'immortall mark, whereat the Soule does shut.
Tho pretious pearles thou purches, what suppose?
And gaine more gold nor Crœsus got, what than?
If thou the Heaven, and heavenlie Soule shall lose,
For all thy wealth; thou's miserable Man.
And truelie loses in a moment more,
Ten thousand fold, nor thou could find before.
And gaine more gold nor Crœsus got, what than?
If thou the Heaven, and heavenlie Soule shall lose,
For all thy wealth; thou's miserable Man.
And truelie loses in a moment more,
Ten thousand fold, nor thou could find before.
I giue and grant, that thou inlarge thy roumes,
For to cotaine thy infinite incresse:
And that secure in Honors Seas thou soums,
Yet thou in fine, must needs of force confesse.
If that thy Soule shall suddainlie be taine,
What thou possest, was wealth, for nought in vaine.
For to cotaine thy infinite incresse:
And that secure in Honors Seas thou soums,
Yet thou in fine, must needs of force confesse.
If that thy Soule shall suddainlie be taine,
What thou possest, was wealth, for nought in vaine.
Though thou be made, and creat were a King,
And supreme Emperour inaugurate:
Or at thy wish had everie earthlie thing,
Of Monument most, with Mundans estimate:
If that the Soule her heavenlie life yow losse,
Curst is with those, corruptible thy cosse.
And supreme Emperour inaugurate:
Or at thy wish had everie earthlie thing,
Of Monument most, with Mundans estimate:
If that the Soule her heavenlie life yow losse,
Curst is with those, corruptible thy cosse.
Altho thou haue both health and honor here,
And pleasure past the compas of compare:
And that thou previlegiat appeir,
Aboue the world, and worldlings every-where
Want thou a sanctified Soule, what shall
Availl thy Pleasures and Promotions all?
And pleasure past the compas of compare:
And that thou previlegiat appeir,
Aboue the world, and worldlings every-where
Want thou a sanctified Soule, what shall
Availl thy Pleasures and Promotions all?
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