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Andrew Snape A sermon preach'd before the Right Honourable the Lord-Mayor…

Then, from the tragical Event of this Day, we may observe the Uncertainty of all [28] Human State and Grandeur. Of how short Continuance, and consequently of how little Value is the most glittering Pomp, that attracts our vain Eyes, and strikes us with Admiration! Of how slippery a Tenure must lesser Dignities and Honours be, if Majesty it self be so insecure! How little is the Condition of Princes to be envied, who have often Occasion to envy the Quiet and Repose of the meanest of their Subjects, who can Sleep securely, whilst they are waking and caring for 'em!
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Andrew Snape A sermon preach'd before the Right Honourable the Lord-Mayor…

Nor is the Fame of Princes less liable to Injury, than their Persons. Calumny dares even assault the Throne, and fears not to trample on Regal Sepulchers. There is none so great and inaccessible, as to be out of the Reach of that intruding Monster; who will blacken and sully the clearest Fame, turn the brightest Ornaments and Beauties into Deformities, detract from the most Heroical and Princely Vertues, and transform, to the Appearance of such as see by her Glass, a good Josiah into a wicked Jeroboam.
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Andrew Snape A sermon preach'd before the Right Honourable the Lord-Mayor…

I shall only crave your farther Patience, while I apply what has been said in two short moral Reflections, both which I shall take from the concluding Prayer in the Service for the Day, where we beseech God, that neither the splendor of any thing that is great, nor the Conceit of any thing that is good in us, may any ways withdraw our Eyes from looking on our selves as sinful Dust and Ashes.
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