[ 385] Pleasures herein this life are usually attended with pains hereafter.
IT is reported of the Hedge-hog, that he goes to a pile of apples, and gathers up as many as he can upon his prickles,* 1.1 and when he comes to his hole, he goes in with his prickles, but leaves his apples behind him: Thus how many are there that have wallowed themselves in the apples of their sweet contentments, which they have pursu∣ed with may pricks and gripes of conscience, who when they shall descend, as shortly they must to their holes of darkness, they must then leave all the sweet apples of their false delights behind them, and shall carry nothing with them but the stings and stripes of a wounded conscience, and will say, as many that have gone before them, what hath pride profited us? or what hath the pomp of Riches brought us? All those things are passed away like a Post that passeth by,* 1.2 but we are tormented, we are consumed in our own wickedness; Now too late we find, that pleasures here in this life, are attended with pains hereafter.