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A DAILY DIRECTORY.
EVery day is a life in little; in the account whereof, we may reckon our growth from the womb of the morning; our growth, from thence to noon (when we are as the Sun in his strength) af∣ter which (like a shaddow that declin∣eth) we hasten, to the evening of our age, and so to our Sun set, when we come to close our eyes in sleep, the I∣mage, and representative of death. Our whole life, is but this tale of a day told over, and over. I would therefore so spend every day, as if it were all the dayes I had to live; and in pursuance of this resolution, I would by the assistance of divine grace, in∣deavour to observe this following dai∣ly practise.