The Wisest Fool In Christendom.

Herein Is Not Only A Great Vanity, But A Great Contempt Of God's Good Gifts, That The Sweetness Of Man's Breath, Being A Good Gift Of God, Should Be Willfully Corrupted By This Stinking Smoke.

It Is One Of God's Blessings That We Cannot Foreknow The Hour Of Our Death; For A Time Fixed, Even Beyond The Possibility Of Living, Would Trouble Us More Than Doth This Uncertainty.

God Has Power To Create, Or Destroy, Make, Or Unmake At His Pleasure, To Give Life, Or Send Death, To Judge All, And To Be Judged Nor Accountable To None: To Raise Low Things, And To Make High Things Low At His Pleasure, And To God Are Both Soul And Body Due. And The Like Power Have Kings; They Make And Unmake Their Subjects: They Have Power Of Raising, And Casting Down: Of Life, And Of Death: Judges Over All Their Subjects, And In All Causes, And Yet Accountable To None But God Only.

Smoke.. Makes A Kitchen Also Oftentimes In The Inward Parts Of Men, Soiling And Infecting Them, With An Unctuous And Oily Kinde Of Soote As Hath Been Found In Some Great Tobacco Takers, That After Their Death Were Opened.

That Which We Call Wit Consists Much In Quickness And Tricks, And Is So Full Of Lightness That It Seldom Goes With Judgment And Solidity; But When They Do Meet, It Is Commonly In An Honest Man.