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The Aethiopian Princes at their feastes,
Did vse amid their cates, and costly cheere
A deadmans head, to place before their guestes,
That it in minde might put them what they were:
And PHILLIP dayly caused one to say,
Oh King remember that thou art but clay.
If Pagans could bethinke them of their end,
And make such vse of their mortalitie,
With greater hope their course let christians bend,
Vnto the haven of heavens foelicitie;
And so to liue while heere we drawe this breath,
We haue no cause to feare, or wish for death.
Imperium cernis quam brevis hora manet:
Non properans timeo lethum mens conscia recti
Inculcat quovis tempore CHRISTE veni.