An other meditation of the blessed state and felicitie of the life to come.
THis body is but a prison, where∣in the soule is kept, and that ve∣rily not beautilfull nor bright, but most foule and darke, disquiet, fraile, & filled vp with much vermine & venomous vipers (I mean it con∣cerning our affections) standing in an aire most vnwholsome, & prospect most lothsome, if a man consider the excrements of it by the eyes, nose, mouth, eares, handes feete, and al the other partes. So that no Bocardo, no Little ease, no Dungeon, no Bishops pri¦son, no Gatehowse, no sinke, no pit, may be compared in any poynt to be so euill a prison for the body, as the