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Those things itt slights the World doe hold 
Pretious as Fortunes Goods & Gold 
These hath ther wings & flye away 
When Man desireth most ther Stay 
The virtious Soule prize most that some 
Thinkes but from sheepesh nature Come 
And nott from Grace the spring fro whence 
Flowes Virtue Goodnes Inocence 
Care thou for these sence they’le apeare 
Much surer Goods then Riches are 
Thy virtious acts goe wher thou will 
For Companions thou shalt haue still 
When Men shall faile & freindship both 
A better frende wth thee then goe’th 
Enuy att death shal Cease in Foes 
No Post-hume euel Malice knowes 
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Wher feet of Enuy Can not clime 
Virtue alone doth death outliue 
As't t’wer againe new life doth giue 
Whilst Goods of Fortune here haue ends 
Virtue alone to heauen assends 
Nature & Fortune 
What thing is nature we may thus define 
God draws’t through Beings in directst line 
Wher as in Fortune soe miscal’d by some 
More Crooked is & in Meanders rune 
As Natur’s rule by prouidence deuine 
Soe Fortune too in an obstrucer line 
Then Fortune is not blinde as vaine men says 
Tis they are blinde discerning not her wayes 
The Christian War-fare 
The marke of note Gods children here doe beare 
Is from the World’s a different Carrecter 
He to th’one for portion here beneath 
Doth Losses, Shame & Pouerty bequeath 
