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I have (I thank God) seen divers dye without any ap∣prehension of any great paines in them,* 1.1 yea like a sleep, so hath Death seized upon them, so like sleepe, as by the by-standers it could not be discerned from it, and hath made me often think that Death is to a dying man, as sleep to a sleepie, and as much desired; when the body hath been tyred out with long labour it hath so gone to his long rest, which to us who have assurance of the Re∣surrection, is no other; and to this purpose, I remember a Story related by Plutarch, that when Diogenes was to∣wards his death,* 1.2 having taken his Cicuta which was the sleepie medicine that he, and Socrates, and divers others used, his Physician raising him up even as he was about to die, and asking him whether he felt any trouble, Dio∣genes answered, no; for, saith he, the brother ushers in the sister, meaning he was asleep, as men seeme to us many times before their death. And I can second this Story with another, out of mine own family, of a Son of mine who was but two yeares old; and when death laid hands upon him, he still cryed out to goe to sleepe; now he would sleep in this mans arms, then on the Bed; sleepe is often called an Image of Death, but death came to him in the image of sleep; he had been oft acquainted with sleep, had never heard Death abused by those invectives