Be fober, be vigilant; because your adverfary the devil, as a roaring lion, walketh about, fecking whom he may devour
HY doft thou fuffer luftfull floth to creep (Dull Cyprian lad!) into thy wanton brows? Is this a time to pay thine idle vows
At Morpheus' fhrine? Is this a time to fleep
Thy brains in wafteful flumbers? up, and roufe
Thy leaden fpirit: Is this a time to fleep?
Adjourn thy fanguine dreams, awake, arise,
Call in thy thoughts; and let them all advife,
Had'st thou as many heads as thou haft wounded eyes.
Look, look, what horrid furies do await
Thy flatt'ring flumbers! If thy drowly head But chance to nod, thou fall'ft into a bed' Of fulph'rous flames, whofe torments want a date. Fond boy, be wife; let not thy thoughts be fed With Phrygian wifdom; fools are wife too late: Beware betimes; and let thy reafon fever [never; Thofe gates which paffion clos'd; wake now or For if thou nod'ft, thou fall'ft; and, falling, fall'ft for
Mark, how the ready hands of death prepare:
His bow is bent, and he hath notch'd his dart;
He aims, he levels at thy flumb'ring heart:
The wound is pofting; O be wise, beware.
What, has the voice of danger loft the art
To raise the spirit of neglected care?
Well, fleep thy fill, and take thy foft repofes; But know, withal, fweet taftes have four clofes ;; And he repents in thorns, that fleeps in beds of roles.
Yet, fluggard, wake, and gull thy foul no more
With earth's falfe pleasure, and the world's delight,
Whose fruit is fair, and pleafing to the fight,
But four in tafte, falfe as the putrid core:
Thy flaring glafs is gems at her half light..
She makes thee feeming rich, but truly poor :
She boasts a kernel, and beftows a fhell;
Performs an inch of her fair-promis'd ell:
Her words proteft a heav'n; her works produce am
[hell.
O thou, the fountain of whofe better part
Is earth'd and gravell'd up with vain defire ::
That daily wallow'ft in the fleshly mire
And bafe pollution of a luftfull heart,
That feel'ft no paffion, but in wanton fire,
And own'ft no torment but in Cupid's dart;
Behold thy type: thou fitt'ft upon this ball
Of earth, fecure; while death, that flings at all,
Stands arm'd to ftrike thee down, where flames attend
Security is no-where: neither in heaven, nor in paradife, much less in the world: in heaven, the angels fell from the divine prefence; in Paradife, Adam fell from his place of pleasure; in the world, Judas fell from the fchool of our Saviour.
I eat fecure, I drink fecure, I fleep fecure, even as tho I had paffed the day of death, avoided the day of judg ment, and escaped the torments of hell-fire: I play and laugh, as though I were already triumphing in the king dom of heaven.
Get up, my foul; redeem thy flavifh eyes
From drowsy bondage: O beware; be wife:
Thy foe's before thee; thou must fight, or fly::
Life lies moft open in a clofed eye..
Woe be to you that laugh now, for ye shall mourn and
HE world's a popular difeafe, that reigns
Within the froward heart and frantic brains
Of poor diftemper'd mortals, oft arifing
From ill digeftion, through th'unequal poifing
Of ill-weigh'd elements, whofe light directs
Malignant humours to malign effects:
One raves and labours with a boiling liver;
Rends hair by handfulls, curfing Cupid's quiver
Another, with a bloody flux of oaths,
Vows deep revenge: one doats: the other loathes:
One frifks and fings, and cries, A flaggon more
* roar:
To drench dry cares, and make the welkin
Another droops: the fun-fhine makes him fad ; :
Heav'n cannot please: one's 'mope'd; the other's mad:
One hugs his gold; another lets it fly:
He knowing not, for whom; nor t'other, why.
One fpends his day in plots, his night in play;
Another fleeps and flugs both night and day:
One laughs at this thing; t'other cries for that:
But neither one nor t'other knows for what.
Wonder of wonders! what we ought t'evite tɔ
As our difeafe, we hug as our delight:
'Tis held a fymptom of approaching danger,
When difacquainted fenfe becomes a ftranger,.
And takes no knowledge of an old difeafe;
But when a noifom grief begins to please.
Welkin, an old word for fky.
Evite, i. to shun, or avoid..
Tis thus the World her Votaries beguiles
With fair appearances; and kills with Smiles .
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