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 dead! Nay, how many around us, and before us, by bidding adieu forever to all below the ſun, teach us a leſſon, which, one ſhould imagine, would never be forgotten? The misfortune however is, that man, fooliſh and infatuated man! acts, as if he alone was immortal, whilſt he looks upon all around him as ſubject to mortality. Shall we continue always deaf to the voice of Wiſdom? Will neither the inſtructions of the living, nor the more ſolemn warnings of the dead, beget in us ſerious thoughts? Shall we continue to lengthen our proſpects, when, perhaps, we are ſtanding on the brink of the inviſible world? We know not what a day may bring forth. The morning has ſmiled upon multitudes, who ere the meridian ſun have ſlept the ſleep of death. Who knows how ſoon ſome of us may be ſiſted before the tribunal of ? for we have no power in the day of death, and there is no diſcharge in that war.

2dly, life then is ſo very uncertain, and the thread thereof breaks at every blaſt, let us be exhorted ſeriouſly to conſider our latter end. Let us often reflect on that houſe, which is ſoon to be the abode of