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<NAME>John Pas</NAME>
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<ITEM>Proofed and reviewed as part of batch B140615.apex.</ITEM>
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<STC T="G">C.20.f.10[75]</STC>
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<VID>193217</VID>
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<HEAD>THE Vanity of Vain Glory.</HEAD>
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<LG>
<L>With good Advice to tho&s;e who chu&s;e</L>
<L>Immediate plea&s;ures here,</L>
<L>That they no longer can refu&s;e,</L>
<L>The thing which co&s;t &s;o dear.</L>
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<OPENER><HI>Tune,</HI> The Gloryes of our birth and State.</OPENER>
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<LG>
<L>THe gloryes of our birth and &s;tate,</L>
<L>are &s;haddows not&s;ub&s;tantial things</L>
<L>There is no armour again&s;t our fate</L>
<L>death layes his Icy hands on kings&punc;</L>
<L>Scepter and Crown mu&s;t tumble down</L>
<L>and in the du&s;t be equall laid,</L>
<L>With a poor crooked &s;igh and &s;pade.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Some men with &s;words do reap the field</L>
<L>and plant fre&s;h Lawrels where they kill,</L>
<L>But their &s;trong nerues at length mu&s;t yield</L>
<L>they tame but one another &s;till,</L>
<L>Early or late all bend to fate</L>
<L>&amp; mu&s;t yield up their murmouring breath</L>
<L><GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="KEYERS" EXTENT="1 letter">hil&s;t the pale Captive bleeds to death.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>The garland withers on your brow</L>
<L>then boa&s;t no more your mighty d&eacute;eds</L>
<L>For on deaths purple Alter now</L>
<L>&s;ee how the victor victored bl&eacute;eds,</L>
<L>All heads mu&s;t come to the cold tomb</L>
<L>only the Actions of the ju&s;t</L>
<L>Smells &s;weet and blo&s;&s;oms in the du&s;t.</L>
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<LG>
<L>All things in this poor life are vain</L>
<L>then for a change let us prepare,</L>
<L>We mu&s;t &s;wim through a &s;ea of pain</L>
<L>before we reach that Heaven, where</L>
<L>There's joyes in &s;tore for evermore,</L>
<L>and we &s;hall be for ever ble&s;t,</L>
<L>From toile and labour then to re&s;t.</L>
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<LG>
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<L>THen never cea&s;e to run that race</L>
<L>which leads to everla&s;ting bli&s;s,</L>
<L>Among&s;t the &s;aints to take a place</L>
<L>oh! what encouragement is this,</L>
<L>Who would refu&s;e that way to choo&s;e</L>
<L>which leads to ble&s;t eternity,</L>
<L>From pains and &s;orrows to be free.</L>
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<LG>
<L>While in this life to &s;ome &s;o &s;weet</L>
<L>all kind of wickedne&s;s abound,</L>
<L>And with &s;uch cro&s;&s;es we do meet</L>
<L>as all our comforts do confound,</L>
<L>There you &s;hall be from pa&s;&s;ion free</L>
<L>and hear no mournings nor complaints</L>
<L>But prai&s;es &s;ing among&s;t the &s;aints.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Infinite joys &s;hall them attend</L>
<L>who at that Haven do arrive,</L>
<L>Where God him&s;elf &s;hall be their friend</L>
<L>and nothing ever &s;hall deprive</L>
<L>Them of that bli&s;s, which they mu&s;t mi&s;s</L>
<L>who will not leave their vanity,</L>
<L>But glory in debauchery</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>That path which to de&s;truction leads</L>
<L>and loads the &s;oul with heaps of &s;in,</L>
<L>To many men more plea&s;ure breeds,</L>
<L>and they are more delighted in,</L>
<L>Then that which brings all ble&s;&s;ed things</L>
<L>eternal joy and endle&s;s peace,</L>
<L>Where bli&s;s abounds and pains do cea&s;e.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>But mortal men are always prone</L>
<L>their pre&s;ent plea&s;ures for to chu&s;e,</L>
<L>Eternal joyes they let alone</L>
<L>and thus by &s;in they'r &s;oul abu&s;e</L>
<L>What pitty 'tis that men &s;hould mi&s;s</L>
<L>that happine&s;s which co&s;t &s;o dear,</L>
<L>For momentary plea&s;ures here.</L>
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<LG>
<L>Learn to be wi&s;e fond man in time</L>
<L>while 'tis to day, your &s;ins repent</L>
<L>You may be cut off in your prime</L>
<L>and then too late you may lament,</L>
<L>In time return for fear you burn</L>
<L>and in the lake of torments fry</L>
<L>Who&s;e flames will burn perpetually.</L>
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<P>Printed for F. Cole. T. Vere. J. Wright. J. Clark W. Thackery. and T. Pa&s;&s;enger.</P>
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