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are Ripe ; and your Soul drops out of the Husk of her own accord. But if you stand in need of a Vulgar Remedy, and want a Cordial to make Dying go down the better, you shall have it. Consider then what sort of World, and what sort of Humours, you will be Rid of! 'Tis true you are not to fall-foul upon Mankind, but to treat them with Kindness and Temper : But still you may remember that you don't live among People just of your own Mind, and Fancy : Indeed if your Humours Hit it, and your Understandings were all set to the same Tune ; Such a Unanimity amongst Mortals , might reasonably Recommend Life, and make us loath to part with it : But you perceive the Matter is quite otherways : And that vast Disturbances are bred by different Opinions : Insomuch that now we ought rather to Petition Death to make hast, for fear we should be Teaz'd out of our Reason , and loose our best Thoughts in a Crow'd.

IV. He that commits a Fault Abroad , is a Trespasser at Home; And he that injures his Neighbour, hurts himself , for to make himself an ill Man is a shrew'd Michief.

V. Omissions no less than Commissions, are oftentimes Branches of Injustice,

VI. If