Kaina kai palaia Things new and old, or, A store-house of similies, sentences, allegories, apophthegms, adagies, apologues, divine, morall, politicall, &c. : with their severall applications / collected and observed from the writings and sayings of the learned in all ages to this present by John Spencer ...

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Kaina kai palaia Things new and old, or, A store-house of similies, sentences, allegories, apophthegms, adagies, apologues, divine, morall, politicall, &c. : with their severall applications / collected and observed from the writings and sayings of the learned in all ages to this present by John Spencer ...
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1658.
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[ 1415] To be alwaies prepared for Death.

WHen Harold King of Denmark made Warr upon Harquinus,* 1.1 and was ready to joyn battel, a dart was seen flying into the ayr, hovering this way and that way, as though it sought upon whom to rest; when all stood wondring to know what would become of this strange Prodigy, every Man fear∣ing himself, at last the dart fell upon Harquinus his head, and slew him. Thus Death shoots his arrowes amongst us, here he hits one that is Rich, there another that is poor; Now he shoots over at one that is elder then our selves; Anon he shoots short at one that is younger; Here he hits one on the right hand, our equal; another on the left, inferior; And none of us know how soon the Arrow may all upon our own heads, our turn will come, let it be our care then we be not surprised on a sodain.

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