Of Life and Death

LXXX.
 ? OF LIFE AND DEATH.
  
   The ports of death are sins ; of life, good deeds ;
 Through which our merit leads us to our meeds.
 How wilful blind is he, then, that would stray,
 And hath it, in his powers, to make his way !
 This world death's region is, the other life's ;
 And here, it should be one of our first strifes,
 So to front death, as men might judge us past it :
 For good men but see death, the wicked taste it.
 

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