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A Souldiers Dying Speech to his Friends.
Dear Friends,
YOu are come to see me Die, but I am sorry you shall see me Die in the Bed of Sloth, and not in the Field of Action; for now I shall Die like a Coward, whereas had I Died in the Field of Warr, I should have Died as a Valiant man; indeed the Field of Warr is the Bed of Honour, wherein all Valiant and Gallant men should Die; but Fortune hath denied me that Honour, she hath spar'd my Life to my Loss, for those that Die in the Warrs, have Greater Renowns and Gloriouser Fame, than those that Die in Chambers of Peace; for whatsoever Heroick Acts men have done, for the most part Die, if they Out-live them; for such Actions Live by the Deaths of the Actors, I do not say Alwaies, but for the Most part, which makes me fear the Service I have done my King and Country, will Die with me, and be Buried in Oblivions Grave, yet should the Service I have done, be quite Forgotten, I should not Repent my Actions; for Honourable persons and Gal∣lant men should do what they Ought to do, al∣though they were certain Never to be Rewar∣ded; for though few men are Rewarded accor∣ding to their Merits, and many have Favour, that did Never Merit a Reward, (so Unjust is the World, Fortune, and Fame) yet their In∣justice