VVhat is there in the World, (saith Se∣neca,)* 1.1 wherefore it should be loued? The flowers of this life, to wit, the lusts & plea∣sures thereof, are all of them false shewes, shadowes, and vanities: the fruites of it, are labour, care, sicknes, and tediousnesse: the tree it selfe, is corruption & frailety.
And, hee that is enamored of the world,* 1.2 may well be likened to the man which vo∣luntarily runneth into the Sea: who if hee chaunce to scape the dangers thereof, men will say, hee is greatly fortunate; but if hee perrish, they will say, he was wilfully decei∣ued.