“know that the earth shall one day set her foot on your necks, and the slime of it shall defile your sulphured bodies.”

April 12, 2013 § Leave a comment

There is mortality in that flesh thou so deckest, and that skin which is so bepainted with artificial complexion shall lose the beauty and itself. Detrahetur novissimum velamentum cutis. You that sail betwixt heaven and earth in your four-sailed vessels, as if the ground were not good enough to be the pavements to the soles of your feet, know that the earth shall one day set her foot on your necks, and the slime of it shall defile your sulphured bodies. Dust shall fill up the wrinkled furrows which age makes and paint supplies. Your bodies were not made of the substance whereof the angels; nor of the nature of the stars, nor of the matter, whereof the fire, air, water, and inferior creatures. Remember your tribe, and your fathers poor house, and the pit whereout you were hewn. Hannibal is at the gates, death stands at your doors; be not proud, be not mad: you must die.”

— Thomas Adams (1612-1653), “Mystical Bedlam; or, The World of Madmen” [PDF]

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