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time had piled up at the gates of death, so when I 

 would beget content, and increase confidence in the 

 power, and wisdom, and providence of Almighty 

 God, I will walk the meadows, by some gliding 

 stream, and there contemplate the lilies that take 

 no care, and those very many other various little 

 living creatures that are not only created, but fed, 

 man knows not how, by the goodness of the God of 

 Nature, and therefore trust in him. This is my 

 purpose; and so, let everything that hath breath 

 praise the Lord : and let the blessing of St. Peters 

 Master be with mine. 



PiSCATOR. And upon all that are lovers of virtue ; 

 and dare trust in his providence ; and be quiet; and 

 go a Angling. 



" Study to be quiet." 



The End 



