There is no felicity in this world lasting; a black cloud, big with storm and tempest, spoils the fairest sun-shine day. They that fear not God shall be frighted by him. God doth justly make epicures and tyrants uneasy in the midst of their fool's paradise, where if the fool saith in his heart, There is no God, he shall soon find in his heart to think otherwise.

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