O death, how bitter is the remembrance of thee to a man that liveth at rest in his possessions, unto the man that hath nothing to vex him, and that hath prosperity in all things: yea, unto him that is yet able to receive meat!
O death, how bitter is the thought of you to someone living peacefully among his possessions, a man with nothing to trouble him, who prospers in everything, and who still has the appetite to enjoy his food!
