On my old Friend's Hieroglyphick Pictures of Enternity

Thy Time is with thy Life of equal date,
And should be priz'd as equally thy fate.
Then lay thy Wonder by, without delay
Prepare to claim a share in that long Day.
Thou need'st no Serpent-Skull, nor Skeliton,
To mortifie thy Heart by looking on,
When thy own Glass doth shew thee ev'ry day,
How thy Bleer-eyes, and wrinkled Face decay;
Emblem to make thee see, and teach thee why
Thou shouldst live ev'ry moment fit to die.
With joyful Thoughts, and most divine Content,
To be thy own eternal Monument.
Thou know'st that God's all-seeing Eye observes
What ev'ry motion in Man's Heart deserves.
Since nothing from his Knowledge can be hid,
Do thou do nothing that he has forbid;
But now redeem thy mis-spent Time that's past,
To gain a bless'd Eternity at last;
So reconcil'd, that a short Summons may
Thy Soul from hence to Paradise convey,
By blessed Angels to Seraphick Peace,
Where Joys on Joys eternally encrease.