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itself could not obtain; therefore, as atheism is in all respects hateful, so in this, that it depriveth human nature of the means to exalt itself above human frailty. As it is in particular persons, so it is in nations: never was there such a state for magnanimity as Rome; of this state hear what Cicero saith, *"Quam volumus, licet, patres conscripti; nos amemus, tamen nec numero Hispanos, nec robore Gallos, nec calliditate Pœnos, nec artibus Græcos, nec denique hoc ipso hujus gentis et terræ domes'tico nativoque sensu Italos ipsos et Latinos; sed pietate, ac religione, atque hac una sapientia, quod deorum immortalium numine omnia regi gubernarique perspeximus, omnes gentes nationesque superavimus." BACON.
THE FEARS OF DEATH.
Ay, but to die, and go we know not where;
We may admire ourselves, conscript fathers, as much as we please: nevertheless, it was neither by numbers that we subdued the Spaniards, nor by strength the Gauls, nor by craft the Carthaginians, nor by tactics the Grecians, nor, in fine, by the homebred and native good sense of this people and country, the Italians themselves, and the Latins; but by piety and religion and by this sole wisdom, namely, that we perceived that all things are ruled and governed by the providence of the immortal gods, did we subdue all peoples and nations.
In thrilling regions of thick-ribbed ice;oules. Pi To be imprison'd in the viewless windswellin And blown with restless violence round about.
The pendant world; or to be worse than worst on
The weariest and most loathed wordly life,
To what we fear of death.
THE SAME SUBJECT.
MEN fear death as children fear to go in the dark ; and as that natural fear in children is increased with tales, so is the other. Certainly the contemplation of death as "the wages of sin," and passage to another world, is holy and religious; but the fear of it, as a tribute due unto nature, is weak. Yet in religious meditations there is sometimes mixture of vanity and of superstition. You shall read in some of the friars' books of mortification, that a man should think with himself what the pain is, if he have but his finger's end pressed, or tortured, and thereby imagine what the pains of death are, when the whole body is corrupted and dissolved; when many times death passeth with less pain than the torture of a limb; for the most vital
parts are not the quickest of sense. And by him that spake only as a philosopher and natural man, it was well said, “ Pompa mortis magis terret, quàm mors ipsa." Groans, and convulsions, and a dis coloured face, and friends weeping, and blacks, and obsequies, and the like, show death terrible. It is worthy the observing, that there is no passion in the mind of man so weak, but it mates and masters the fear of death; and therefore death is no such terrible enemy, when a man hath so many attendants about him that can win the combat of him. Revenge triumphs over death; love slights it; honour aspireth to it; grief flieth to it; fear pre-occupateth it; nay, we read, after Otho the emperor had slain himself, pity (which is the tenderest of affections) provoked many to die out of mere compassion to their sovereign, and as the truest sort of followers. Nay, Seneca adds, niceness and satiety; +" Cogita quamdiu eadem feceris; mori velle, non tantùm fortis, aut miser, sed etiam fastidiosus potest." A man would die though he were neither valiant nor miserable, only upon a weariness to do the same thing so oft over and over. It is no less worthy to ob
*The circumstances attendant on death are more terrific than death itself.
Think for how long a time you have done only the same things over and over again: so that not only a valiant man, or a wretched man, may wish to die; but even one who is cloyed or satiated.
serve how little alteration in good spirits the approaches of death make; for they appear to be the same men till the last instant. Augustus Cæsar died in a compliment: "Livia, conjugii nostri memor vive, et vale:" Tiberius in dissimulation, as Tacitus saith of him, "Jam Tiberium vires et corpus, non dissimulatio, deserebant:" Vespasian in a jest, sitting upon the stool, ‡ "Ut puto Deus fio:" Galba with a sentence, §" Feri, si ex re sit populi Romani," holding forth his neck: Septimius Severus in dispatch, || "Adeste, si quid mihi restat agendum," and the like. Certainly the Stoics bestowed too much cost upon death, and by their great preparations made it appear more fearful. Better, saith he, ¶"qui finem vitæ extremum inter munera ponit naturæ." It is as natural to die as to be born; and to a little infant, perhaps the one is as painful as the other. He that dies in an earnest pursuit is like one that is wounded in hot blood; who, for the time, scarce feels the hurt and therefore a mind fixed and bent upon somewhat that is
* Live mindful of our wedleck, my Livia, and farewell.
The bodily strength of Tiberius began now to fail him; but not his dissimulation.
I fancy I am about to become a god.
§ Strike, if it will be beneficial to the Roman people.
Approach, if there is any more business for me to transact.
་ "Who counts it Nature's privilege to die."-DRYDEN.
good, doth avert the dolours of death: but above all, believe it, the sweetest canticle is," Nunc dimittis,” when a man hath obtained worthy ends and expectations. Death hath this also, that it openeth the gate to good fame, and extinguisheth envy: "Extinctus amabitur idem.”
1. I HAVE often thought upon death, and I find it the least of all evils. All that which is past is as a dream; and he that hopes or depends upon time coming, dreams waking. So much of our life as we have discovered is already dead; and all those hours which we share, even from the breasts of our mother, until we return to our grandmother the earth, are part of our dying days; whereof even this is one, and those that succeed are of the same nature, for we die daily; and as others have given place to us, so we must in the end give way to others.
2. Physicians, in the name of death, include all sorrow, anguish, disease, calamity, or whatsoever can fall in the life of man, either grievous or unwelcome: but these things are familiar unto us, and we suffer them every hour; therefore we die daily, and I am older since I affirmed it.
* An allusion to the Song of Simeon, "Now lettest thou thy servant depart in peace."
The same person when dead shall be beloved.