thy sake, it shall cost thee thy labour if thou wilt eat of the fruit thereof; nay, and many times af∣ter great labour, travel, and vexation, thinking to eat of the Fruit of thy Labours, thou shalt ga∣ther Briars, Thornes, Brambles, Thistles, and other Weeds, that thou mightest not eat thy Bread without sorrow, nor enjoy an hour of quiet re∣pose, until thou return to the Earth out of which thou waste taken, and of which thou waste mouled.
But Oh sad, Men that we are; who are more sensible of Gods Curse in this kinde then the poor peasants, who often having well plowed, sowed, and manured their Land, taking pains early and late, suffering the extremities of heat in Summer and cold in Winter, sometimes wounded with some Viper, Snake, or with their Plough instru∣ments, and after a whole years pains and tra∣vel there, a Dew, a Hail, a Nipping Frost, a Storm, or a Drought, which burns, spoiles, and destroyes the Fruit of the ground, and leaves a comfortless Harvest to them, some their Sheep, Horses, or Cowes die, others are plundered by Souldiers, which do take a∣way, spoil, and destroy even all they have in their houses, and when they come home, ex∣pecting to finde repose, and hoping quietly to rest their wearied Limbs, they finde the Wo∣men weeping, their Children crying, and all