’Tis Matter of Custom, and in Passion, rather then in Earnest, that Men
in Pain and Misery are so ready to call for _Death_: For when he comes,
they wish him away again. It may be said to be the _Motto_ of Humane
Nature, rather to Suffer then to Die, though ’tis Good however to be
always ready for That which Must come at Last. The Doctrine is This, That
_Skin, and All that a man has, will he give for his Life_. We are apt
to Pick Quarrels with the World for Every Little Foolery. Every Trivial
Cross makes us think we are Weary of the World; but our Tongues run quite
to Another Tune when we come once to parting with it in Earnest. Then,
’tis _Call the Doctor, Pothecary, Surgeon_; _Purge_, _Flux_, _Launce_,
_Burn_, _Saw_: I’ll Endure Any Thing in This World, if you can but keep
Life and Soul together. When it comes to That once, ’tis not Help me
_Off_ with my Burthen, but Help me _Up_ with it.