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                <h1 id="i-p1.2">CHRISTIAN MORALS.</h1>
                <h4 id="i-p1.3">BY</h4>
                <h2 id="i-p1.4">SIR THOMAS <span class="sc" id="i-p1.5">Browne</span>, K<span class="sc" id="i-p1.6">t</span>. M.D.</h2>
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            <h3 style="line-height:200%" id="i-p1.7">LONDON:<br />
RIVINGTONS, WATERLOO PLACE.</h3>
            <h3 id="i-p1.9">1863.</h3>
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            <h3 id="i-p2.2">CHRISTIAN</h3>
            <h1 id="i-p2.3">MORALS:</h1>
            <h4 id="i-p2.4">BY</h4>
            <h2 id="i-p2.5">Sir THOMAS <span class="sc" id="i-p2.6">Browne</span>,</h2>
            <h3 id="i-p2.7">Of NORWICH, M. D.</h3>
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                <h4 id="i-p2.9">AND AUTHOR OF</h4>
                <h2 id="i-p2.10">RELIGIO MEDICI.</h2>
                <h4 id="i-p2.11">THE SECOND EDITION.</h4>
                <h4 id="i-p2.12">WITH</h4>
                <h4 id="i-p2.13">A LIFE OF THE AUTHOR,</h4>
                <h4 id="i-p2.14">BY</h4>
                <h2 id="i-p2.15">
                    <i>SAMUEL J0HNS0N;</i>
                </h2>
                <h4 id="i-p2.16">AND<br />
EXPLANATORY NOTES.</h4>
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                <i>L0ND0N:</i>
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            <p class="center" style="line-height:150%" id="i-p4">Printed by <span class="sc" id="i-p4.1">Richard Hett</span>,<br />
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                <span class="sc" id="i-p5.1">M DCC LVI.</span>
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<div1 title="The Life of Sir Thomas Browne." progress="1.14%" prev="i" next="iii" id="ii">
            <h2 id="ii-p0.1">THE LIFE OF SIR THOMAS <span class="sc" id="ii-p0.2">Browne</span>.</h2>
            <p class="normal" id="ii-p1">THOUGH the writer of the following Essays seems to have had the
fortune common among men of
letters, of raising little curiosity after his private life, and has, therefore, 
few memorials preserved of his felicities or misfortunes; yet, because an edition of a
posthumous work appears imperfect and neglected, without some account of the
author, it was thought necessary to attempt
the gratification of that curiosity which
naturally inquires, by what peculiarities of
nature or fortune eminent men have been
distinguished, how uncommon attainments
have been gained, and what influence



<pb n="x" id="ii-Page_x" />
learning has had on its possessors, or virtue on its teachers.</p>
            <p class="normal" id="ii-p2">Sir 
<span class="sc" id="ii-p2.1">Thomas Browne</span> was born at London, in the parish of St. Michael in Cheapside, on the 19th 
of 0ctober, <span class="sc" id="ii-p2.2">MDCV</span>.<note n="1" id="ii-p2.3"><p class="normal" id="ii-p3">Life of Sir <span class="sc" id="ii-p3.1">Thomas Browne</span>, prefixed to the antiquities of Norwich.</p></note> His father was a merchant of an antient family at 
Upton in Cheshire. Of the name or family of his mother, I find no account.</p>
            <p class="normal" id="ii-p4">Of his childhood or youth, there is little known; except that 
he lost his father very early; that he was, according to the common fate of 
orphans,<note n="2" id="ii-p4.1"><p class="normal" id="ii-p5">Whitefoot’s character of Sir <span class="sc" id="ii-p5.1">Thomas Browne</span> in a marginal note.</p></note> 
defrauded by one of his guardians; and that he was placed for his education at 
the school of Winchester.</p>
            <p class="normal" id="ii-p6">His mother, having taken three thousand pounds,<note n="3" id="ii-p6.1"><p class="normal" id="ii-p7">Life of Sir
<span class="sc" id="ii-p7.1">Thomas Browne</span>.</p></note> as 
the third part of her husband’s property, left her son, by consequence, six 
thousand; 
a large fortune for a man destined to learning, at that time when commerce <pb n="xi" id="ii-Page_xi" />had not yet filled the nation with nominal riches. But 
it happened to him as to many others, to be made poorer by opulence; for 
his mother soon married Sir <span class="sc" id="ii-p7.2">Thomas Dutton</span>, probably by the inducement of 
her fortune; and he was left to the rapacity of his guardian, deprived 
now of both his parents and therefore helpless and unprotected.</p>
            <p class="normal" id="ii-p8">He was removed in the beginning of the year <span class="sc" id="ii-p8.1">MDCXXIII</span> 
from Winchester to Oxford; and entered a gentleman-commoner of Broadgate-Hall,<note n="4" id="ii-p8.2"><p class="normal" id="ii-p9">Wood’s Athenæ Oxoniensis.</p></note> 
which was soon afterwards endowed, and took the name of Pembroke-College, 
from the <span class="sc" id="ii-p9.1">Earl of Pembroke</span>, then chancellor of the 
University. He was admitted 
to the degree of bachelor of arts, January 31, <span class="sc" id="ii-p9.2">MDCXXVI-VII</span>; being, as 
<span class="sc" id="ii-p9.3">Wood</span> remarks, 
the first man of eminence graduated from the new college, to which the zeal 
or gratitude of those that love it most, can with little better, than that 
it may long proceed as it began.</p>
            <pb n="xii" id="ii-Page_xii" />
            <p class="normal" id="ii-p10">Having afterwards taken his degree of master of arts, he turned 
his studies to physick, and practised it for some time in Oxfordshire;<note n="5" id="ii-p10.1"><p class="normal" id="ii-p11">Wood.</p></note>
but soon afterwards, either induced by curiosity, or invited by promises, 
he quitted his settlement, and accompanied his father-in-law,<note n="6" id="ii-p11.1"><p class="normal" id="ii-p12">Life of Sir
<span class="sc" id="ii-p12.1">Thomas Browne</span>.</p></note> who had 
some employment in Ireland, in a visitation of the forts and castles, which the 
state of Ireland then made necessary.</p>
            <p class="normal" id="ii-p13">He that has once prevailed on himself to break his connexions 
of acquaintance, and begin a wandering life, very easily continues it. Ireland 
had, at that time, very little to offer to the observation of a man of letters: 
he, therefore, passed into France and Italy;<note n="7" id="ii-p13.1"><p class="normal" id="ii-p14">Ibid.</p></note> made some stay at Montpellier 
and Padua, which were then the celebrated schools of physick; and returning home 
through Holland, procured himself to be created Doctor of Physick at 
Leyden.</p>
            <pb n="xiii" id="ii-Page_xiii" />
            <p class="normal" id="ii-p15">When he began his travels, or when he concluded them, there is 
no certain account; nor do there remain any observations made by him in his 
passage 
through those countries which he visited. To consider, therefore, what pleasure 
or instruction might have been received from the remarks of a man so curious and 
diligent, would be voluntarily to indulge a painful reflection, and load the imagination 
with a wish, which, while it is formed, is known to be vain. It is, however, to 
be lamented, that those who are most capable of improving mankind, very frequently 
neglect to communicate their knowledge; either because it is more pleasing to gather 
ideas than to impart them, or because to minds naturally great, few things appear 
of so much importance as to deserve the notice of the publick.</p>
            <p class="normal" id="ii-p16">About the year <span class="sc" id="ii-p16.1">MDCXXXIV</span>, he is 
supposed to have returned to 
London;<note n="8" id="ii-p16.2"><p class="normal" id="ii-p17">Biographia Britannica.</p></note> and <pb n="xiv" id="ii-Page_xiv" />the next year to have written 
his celebrated treatise, called <span class="sc" id="ii-p17.1">Religio Medici</span>, “The Religion of a Physician,” which he declares 
himself 
never to have intended for the press, having composed it only for his own 
exercise and entertainment.<note n="9" id="ii-p17.2"><p class="normal" id="ii-p18">Letter to Sir <span class="sc" id="ii-p18.1">Kenelm Digby</span>, prefixed to the Religio 
Medici, folio edit.</p></note> It, indeed, contains many passages, which, 
relating merely to his own person, can be of no great importance to the 
publick: but when it was written, it happened to him as to others, he was 
too much pleased with his performance, not to think that it might please 
others as much; he, therefore, communicated it to his friends, and receiving, 
I suppose, that exuberant applause with which every man repays the grant 
of perusing a manuscript, he was not very diligent to obstruct his own praise 
by recalling his papers, but suffered them to wander from hand to hand, 
till at last, without his own consent, they were in <span class="sc" id="ii-p18.2">MDCXLII</span> given to a printer.</p>
            <pb n="xv" id="ii-Page_xv" />
            <p class="normal" id="ii-p19">This has, perhaps, sometimes befallen others; and this, 
I am willing to believe, did really happen to Dr. <span class="sc" id="ii-p19.1">Browne</span>: but there is, 
surely, some reason to doubt the truth of the complaint so frequently made of 
surreptitious editions. A song, or an epigram, may be easily printed without the 
author's knowledge; because it may be learned when it is repeated, 
or may be written out with very little trouble: but a long treatise, however 
elegant, is not often copied by mere zeal or curiosity, but may be worn 
out in passing from hand to hand, before it is multiplied by a transcript. 
It is easy to convey an imperfect book, by a distant hand, to the press, and 
plead the circulation of a false copy as an excuse for publishing the true, 
or to correct what is found faulty or offensive, and charge the errors on 
the transcriber’s depravations.</p>
            <p class="normal" id="ii-p20">This is a stratagem, by which an author panting for fame, 
and yet afraid of seeming, to challenge it, may at once gratify his <pb n="xvi" id="ii-Page_xvi" />vanity, and preserve the appearance of modesty; may enter the 
lists, and secure a retreat: and this, candour might fuller to pass undetected 
as an innocent fraud, but that indeed no fraud is innocent; for the confidence 
which makes the happiness of society, is in some degree diminished by every man 
whose practice is at variance with his words.</p>
            <p class="normal" id="ii-p21">The <span class="sc" id="ii-p21.1">Religio Medici</span> was no sooner published than it excited the attention of the publick, by the 
novelty of paradoxes, the dignity of sentiment, the quick succession of images, 
the multitude of abstruse allusions, the subtlety of disquisition, and the 
strength 
of language.</p>
            <p class="normal" id="ii-p22">What is much read, will be much criticised. The 
<span class="sc" id="ii-p22.1">Earl of Dorset</span> recommended this book to the perusal of Sir
<span class="sc" id="ii-p22.2">Kenelm Digby</span>, who returned his judgment upon it, not in 
a letter, but a book; in which, though mingled with some positions fabulous and 
uncertain, there are acute <pb n="xvii" id="ii-Page_xvii" />remarks, just censures, and profound speculations; yet 
its principal claim to admiration is, that it was written in twenty-four 
hours,<note n="10" id="ii-p22.3"><p class="normal" id="ii-p23"><span class="sc" id="ii-p23.1">Digby</span>’s letter to <span class="sc" id="ii-p23.2">Browne</span>, prefixed to the Religio Medici, folio edit.</p></note> of which part was 
spent in procuring <span class="sc" id="ii-p23.3">Browne’s</span> book, and part in 
reading it.</p>
            <p class="normal" id="ii-p24">Of these animadversions, when they were not yet all printed, 
either officiousness or malice informed Dr. <span class="sc" id="ii-p24.1">Browne</span>; who wrote to Sir 
<span class="sc" id="ii-p24.2">Kenelm</span> with much softness and ceremony, declaring the unworthiness of 
his work to engage such notice, the intended privacy of the composition, 
and the corruptions of the impression; and received an answer equally gentle 
and respectful, containing high commendations of the piece, pompous professions 
of reverence, meek acknowledgments of inability, and anxious apologies for 
the hastiness of his remarks.</p>
            <p class="normal" id="ii-p25">The reciprocal civility of authors is one of the most 
risible scenes in the farce of <pb n="xviii" id="ii-Page_xviii" />life. 
Who would not have thought, that these two luminaries of their age had ceased 
to endeavour to grow bright by the obscuration of each other: yet the animadversions 
thus weak, thus precipitate, upon a book thus injured in the transcription, 
quickly passed the press; and <span class="sc" id="ii-p25.1">Religio Medici</span> was more accurately 
published, 
with an admonition prefixed “to those who have, or shall peruse the observations upon a former corrupt 
copy;” in which there is a severe censure, not upon <span class="sc" id="ii-p25.2">Digby</span>, who was to be 
used with ceremony, but upon the Observator who had usurped his name: nor 
was this invective written by Dr. <span class="sc" id="ii-p25.3">Browne</span>, who was supposed to be 
satisfied 
with his opponent’s apology; but by some officious friend zealous for 
his honour, without his consent.</p>
            <p class="normal" id="ii-p26">
                <span class="sc" id="ii-p26.1">Browne</span> has, indeed, in his own preface, endeavoured to 
secure himself from rigorous examination, by alleging, that “many things 
are delivered rhetorically, many <pb n="xix" id="ii-Page_xix" />expressions merely tropical, and therefore many things to be 
taken in a soft and flexible sense, and not to be called unto the rigid test of reason.” The first glance upon his book will 
indeed discover examples of this liberty of thought and expression: “I could be content (says 
he) to be nothing almost to 
eternity, if I might enjoy my Saviour at the last.” He has little acquaintance 
with the acuteness of <span class="sc" id="ii-p26.2">Browne</span>, who suspects him of a 
serious opinion, that 
any thing can be “almost eternal,” or that any time beginning and ending 
is not infinitely less than infinite duration.</p>
            <p class="normal" id="ii-p27">In this book, he speaks much, and, in the opinion of 
<span class="sc" id="ii-p27.1">Digby</span>, too much of himself; but with such generality and conciseness as 
affords very little light to his biographer: he declares, that, besides 
the dialects of different provinces, he understood six languages; that he 
was no stranger to astronomy; and that he had seen several countries: 
but what most awakens curiosity, <pb n="xx" id="ii-Page_xx" />is his solemn assertion, that “His life has been a miracle of thirty 
years; which to relate, were not history but a piece of poetry, and 
would sound like a fable.”</p>
            <p class="normal" id="ii-p28">There is, undoubtedly, a sense, in which all life is 
miraculous; as it is an union of powers of which we can image no connexion, 
a succession of motions of which the first cause must be supernatural: 
but life, thus explained, whatever it may have of miracle, will have nothing 
of fable; and, therefore, the author undoubtedly had regard to something, 
by which he imagined himself distinguished from the rest of mankind.</p>
            <p class="normal" id="ii-p29">Of these wonders, however, the view that can be now taken 
of his life offers no appearance. The course of his education was like that 
of others, such as put him little in the way of extraordinary casualties. 
A scholastick and academical life is very uniform; and has, indeed, more 
safety than pleasure. A traveller has greater opportunities of adventure; but:
<span class="sc" id="ii-p29.1">Browne</span> traversed <pb n="xxi" id="ii-Page_xxi" />no unknown seas, or Arabian deserts: and, surely, 
a man may visit France and Italy, reside at Montpellier and Padua, and at 
last take his degree at Leyden, without anything miraculous. What it was, 
that would, if it was related, found so poetical and fabulous, we are left 
to guess; I believe, without hope of guessing rightly. The wonders probably 
were transacted in his own mind: self-love, co-operating with an imagination 
vigorous and fertile as that of <span class="sc" id="ii-p29.2">Browne</span>, will find or make objects of astonishment 
in every man’s life: and, perhaps, there is no human being, however hid 
in the crowd from the observation of his fellow-mortals, who, if he has 
leisure and disposition to recollect his own thoughts and actions, will not 
conclude his life in some sort a miracle, and imagine himself distinguished 
from all the rest of his species by many discriminations of nature or of 
fortune.</p>
            <p class="normal" id="ii-p30">The success of this performance was such, as might naturally 
encourage the author to <pb n="xxii" id="ii-Page_xxii" />new undertakings. 
A gentleman of Cambridge, whose name was <span class="sc" id="ii-p30.1">Merryweather</span>,<note n="11" id="ii-p30.2"><p class="normal" id="ii-p31">Life of Sir <span class="sc" id="ii-p31.1">Thomas Browne</span>.</p></note> turned it not inelegantly 
into Latin; and from his version it was again translated into Italian, 
German, Dutch, and French; and at Strasburg the Latin translation was published 
with large notes, by Lennus Nicolaus Moltfarius. Of the English annotations, 
which in all the editions from. <span class="sc" id="ii-p31.2">MDCXLIV</span> accompany the book, the author is 
unknown.</p>
            <p class="normal" id="ii-p32">Of <span class="sc" id="ii-p32.1">Merryweather</span>, to whose zeal <span class="sc" id="ii-p32.2">Browne</span> was so much indebted 
for the sudden extension of his renown, I know nothing, but that he published 
a small treatise for the instruction of young persons in the attainment of 
a Latin stile. He printed his translation in Holland with some difficulty.<note n="12" id="ii-p32.3"><p class="normal" id="ii-p33"><span class="sc" id="ii-p33.1">Merryweather</span>’s letter, inserted in the life of Sir <span class="sc" id="ii-p33.2">Thomas Browne</span>.</p></note> 
The first printer to whom he offered it, carried it to <span class="sc" id="ii-p33.3">Salmasius</span>, “who 
laid it by <pb n="xxiii" id="ii-Page_xxiii" />(says he) in state for three months,” and then 
discouraged 
its publication: it was afterwards rejected by two other printers, and at 
last was received by <span class="sc" id="ii-p33.4">Hackius</span>.</p>
            <p class="normal" id="ii-p34">The peculiarities of this book raised the author, as 
is usual, many admirers and many enemies; but we know not of more than 
one professed answer, written under the title of “Medicus medicatus,”<note n="13" id="ii-p34.1"><p class="normal" id="ii-p35">Life of Sir <span class="sc" id="ii-p35.1">Thomas Browne</span>.</p></note> 
by <span class="sc" id="ii-p35.2">Alexander Ross</span>, which was universally neglected by the world.</p>
            <p class="normal" id="ii-p36">At the time when this book was published, Dr. <span class="sc" id="ii-p36.1">Browne</span> 
resided at Norwich, where he had settled in <span class="sc" id="ii-p36.2">MDCXXXVI</span>, by the 
persuasion 
of Dr. <span class="sc" id="ii-p36.3">Lushington</span> his tutor,<note n="14" id="ii-p36.4"><p class="normal" id="ii-p37"><span class="sc" id="ii-p37.1">Wood</span>’s Athenæ Oxonienses.</p></note> who was then rector of Barnham Westgate in 
the neighbourhood. It is recorded by <span class="sc" id="ii-p37.2">Wood</span>, that his pratice was very 
extensive, 
and that many patients resorted to him. In <span class="sc" id="ii-p37.3">MDCXXXVII</span> he was incorporated 
Doctor of physick in Oxford.<note n="15" id="ii-p37.4"><p class="normal" id="ii-p38"><span class="sc" id="ii-p38.1">Wood</span>.</p></note></p>
            <pb n="xxiv" id="ii-Page_xxiv" />
            <p class="normal" id="ii-p39">He married in <span class="sc" id="ii-p39.1">MDCXLI</span> Mrs. 
<span class="sc" id="ii-p39.2">Mileham</span>, of a good family in 
Norfolk;<note n="16" id="ii-p39.3"><p class="normal" id="ii-p40"><span class="sc" id="ii-p40.1">Whitefoot</span>.</p></note> “a lady” (says Whitefoot) of such 
symmetrical proportion to her worthy husband, both in the graces of her body and 
mind, that they seemed to come together by a kind of natural magnetism.”</p>
            <p class="normal" id="ii-p41">This marriage could not but draw the raillery of contemporary 
wits upon a man,<note n="17" id="ii-p41.1"><p class="normal" id="ii-p42"><span class="sc" id="ii-p42.1">Howell</span>’s letters.</p></note> who had just been wishing in his new book, “that we might 
procreate, like trees, without conjunction;” and had lately declared, 
that “the whole world was made for man, but only the twelfth part of man for woman;”<note n="18" id="ii-p42.2"><p class="normal" id="ii-p43"><span class="sc" id="ii-p43.1">Religio Medici</span>.</p></note> and that “man is the whole world, but woman only the rib 
or crooked part of man.”</p>
            <p class="normal" id="ii-p44">Whether the lady had been yet informed of these contemptuous 
positions, or whether she was pleased with the conquest of so formidable 
a rebel, and considered it as a <pb n="xxv" id="ii-Page_xxv" />double triumph, to attract so much merit, and overcome 
so powerful prejudices; or whether, like most others, she married upon 
mingled motives, between convenience and inclination; she had, however, 
no reason to repent: for she lived happily with him one and forty years; and bore him ten children, of whom one 
son and three daughters outlived 
their parents: she survived him two years, and passed her widowhood in plenty, 
if not in opulence.</p>
            <p class="normal" id="ii-p45">
                <span class="sc" id="ii-p45.1">Browne</span> having now entered the world as an author, and 
experienced the delights of praise and molestations of censure, probably 
found his dread of the publick eye diminished; and, therefore, was not 
long before he trusted his name to the criticks a second time: for in 
<span class="sc" id="ii-p45.2">MDCXLVI</span> 
he printed <span class="sc" id="ii-p45.3">Enquiries into vulgar and common errors</span>;<note n="19" id="ii-p45.4"><p class="normal" id="ii-p46">Life of Sir <span class="sc" id="ii-p46.1">Thomas Browne</span>.</p></note> a work, which as it 
arose not from 
fancy and invention, but from observation and books, and contained not a 
single discourse <pb n="xxvi" id="ii-Page_xxvi" />of one continued tenor, of which the latter part 
rose from the former, 
but an enumeration of many unconnected particulars, must have been the 
collection 
of years, and the effect of a design early formed and long pursued, to which 
his remarks had been continually referred, and which arose gradually to 
its present bulk by the daily aggregation of new particles of knowledge. 
It is, indeed, to be wished, that he had longer delayed the publication, 
and added what the remaining part of his life might have furnished: the 
thirty-six years which he spent afterwards in study and experience, would 
doubtless have made large additions to an “Enquiry into vulgar errors.” 
He published in <span class="sc" id="ii-p46.2">MDCLXXIII</span> the sixth edition, with some improvements; but I think rather 
with explications of what he had already written, than any new heads of 
disquisition. But with the work, such as the author, whether hindered from 
continuing it by eagerness of praise, or weariness of <pb n="xxvii" id="ii-Page_xxvii" />labour, thought fit to give, we 
must be content; and 
remember, that in all sublunary things, there is something to be wished, 
which we must wish in vain.</p>
            <p class="normal" id="ii-p47">This book, like his former, was received with great applause, 
was answered by <span class="sc" id="ii-p47.1">Alexander Ross</span>, and translated into Dutch and German, and not many years ago into French. 
It might now be proper, had not the favour with which it was at first received 
filled the kingdom with copies, to reprint it with notes partly supplemental 
and partly emendatory, to subjoin those discoveries which the industry of 
the last age has made, and correct those mistakes which the author has committed 
not by idleness or negligence, but for want of <span class="sc" id="ii-p47.2">Boyle</span>'s 
and <span class="sc" id="ii-p47.3">Newton</span>'s philosophy.</p>
            <p class="normal" id="ii-p48">He appears, indeed, to have been willing to pay labour 
for truth. Having heard a flying rumour of sympathetick needles, by which, 
suspended over a circular alphabet, distant friends or lovers might correspond, <pb n="xxviii" id="ii-Page_xxviii" />he procured two such alphabets to 
be made, touched his 
needles with the same magnet, and placed them upon proper spindles: the 
result was, that when he moved one of his needles, the other, instead of 
taking by sympathy the same direction, “stood like the pillars of Hercules.” That it continued motionless, 
will be easily believed; and most men would have been content to believe 
it, without the labour of so hopeless an experiment. <span class="sc" id="ii-p48.1">Browne</span> might himself 
have obtained the same conviction by a method less operose, if he had thrust 
his needles through corks, and then set them afloat in two basons of water.</p>
            <p class="normal" id="ii-p49">Notwithstanding his zeal to detect old errors, he seems 
not very easy to admit new positions; for he never mentions the motion 
of the earth but with contempt and ridicule, though the opinion, which admits 
it, was then growing popular, and was, surely, plausible, even before it 
was confirmed by later observations.</p>
            <pb n="xxix" id="ii-Page_xxix" />
            <p class="normal" id="ii-p50">The reputation of <span class="sc" id="ii-p50.1">Browne</span> encouraged some low writer to 
publish, under his name, a book called “Nature’s cabinet unlocked,”<note n="20" id="ii-p50.2"><p class="normal" id="ii-p51"><span class="sc" id="ii-p51.1">Wood</span>, and Life of <span class="sc" id="ii-p51.2">Thomas Browne</span>.</p></note> 
translated, 
according to <span class="sc" id="ii-p51.3">Wood</span>, from the physicks of <span class="sc" id="ii-p51.4">Magirus</span>; of which <span class="sc" id="ii-p51.5">Browne</span> took care to clear himself, by 
modestly advertising, that 
“if any man had been benefited by it, he was not so ambitious as to challenge 
the honour thereof, as having no hand in that work.”<note n="21" id="ii-p51.6"><p class="normal" id="ii-p52">At the end of Hydriotaphia.</p></note></p>
            <p class="normal" id="ii-p53">In <span class="sc" id="ii-p53.1">MDCLVIII</span> the discovery of some antient urns in Norfolk 
gave him occasion to write <span class="sc" id="ii-p53.2">Hydriotaphia, Urn-burial, 
or a discourse of sepulchral urns</span>, in which he treats with his usual learning on the funeral rites of 
the antient nations; exhibits their various treatment of the dead; and 
examines the substances found in his Norfolcian urns. There is, perhaps, 
none of his works which better exemplifies his reading or memory. It is 
scarcely to be <pb n="xxx" id="ii-Page_xxx" />imagined, how many particulars he has amassed together, in a treatise which 
seems to have been occasionally written; and for which, therefore, no materials 
could have been previously collected. It is, indeed, like other treatises 
of antiquity, rather for curiosity than use; for it is of small importance 
to know which nation buried their dead in the ground, which threw them into 
the sea, or which gave them to birds and beasts; when the practice of cremation 
began, or when it was disused; whether the bones of different persons were 
mingled in the same urn; what oblations were thrown into the pyre; or 
how the ashes of the body were distinguished from those of other substances. 
Of the uselessness of all these enquiries, <span class="sc" id="ii-p53.3">Browne</span> seems not to have been 
ignorant; and, therefore, concludes them with an observation which can 
never be too frequently recollected.</p>
            <p class="normal" id="ii-p54">“All or most apprehensions rested in opinions of 
some 
future being, which <pb n="xxxi" id="ii-Page_xxxi" />ignorantly or coldly believed, begat those perverted 
conceptions, ceremonies, sayings, which christians pity or laugh at. Happy are 
they, which live not in that disadvantage of time, when men could say little for futurity, but from reason; whereby the noblest 
mind fell often upon doubtful deaths, and melancholy dissolutions: with these hopes 
<span class="sc" id="ii-p54.1">Socrates</span> warmed his doubtful spirits, against the cold potion; and 
<span class="sc" id="ii-p54.2">Cato</span>, before he durst give the 
fatal stroke, spent part of the night in reading the Immortality of 
<span class="sc" id="ii-p54.3">Plato</span>, thereby confirming his wavering hand unto the animosity of that 
attempt.</p>
            <p class="normal" id="ii-p55">“It is the heaviest stone that melancholy can throw 
at man, to tell him he is at the end of his nature; or that there is 
no further state to come, unto which this seems progressional, and 
otherwise made in vain: without this accomplishment, the natural expectation 
and desire of such a state, were but a fallacy in nature; <pb n="xxxii" id="ii-Page_xxxii" />unsatisfied considerators would quarrel the 
justice of their constitution, and rest content that 
<span class="sc" id="ii-p55.1">Adam</span> had fallen lower, whereby, by knowing no other original, and deeper ignorance 
of themselves, they might have enjoyed the happiness of inferior creatures, 
who in tranquillity possess their constitutions, as having not the apprehension to deplore their own natures; 
and being framed below the circumference of these hopes or cognition of better things, the 
wisdom 
of <span class="sc" id="ii-p55.2">God</span> hath necessitated their contentment. But the superior ingredient 
and obscured part of ourselves, whereto all present felicities afford no resting contentment, will be able to tell us we are more than our present 
selves; 
and evacuate such hopes in the fruition of their own accomplishments.”</p>
            <p class="normal" id="ii-p56">To his treatise on <span class="sc" id="ii-p56.1">Urnburial</span> was added
<span class="sc" id="ii-p56.2">The Garden of Cyrus, or the Quincunxial lozenge, or network 
plantation </span><pb n="xxxiii" id="ii-Page_xxxiii" /><span class="sc" id="ii-p56.3">of the antients, 
artificially, naturally, mystically considered</span>.</p>
            <p class="normal" id="ii-p57">This discourse he begins with the <span class="sc" id="ii-p57.1">Sacred 
garden</span>, in which 
the first man was placed; and deduces the practice of horticulture from 
the earliest accounts of antiquity to the time of the Persian <span class="sc" id="ii-p57.2">Cyrus</span>, the 
first man whom we actually know to have planted a Quincunx; which, 
however, our author is inclined to believe of longer date, and not only discovers it in the 
description of the hanging gardens of Babylon, but seems 
willing to believe, and to persuade his reader, that it was practised by 
the feeders on vegetables before the flood.</p>
            <p class="normal" id="ii-p58">Some of the most pleasing performances have been produced 
by learning and genius exercised upon subjects of little importance. It seems 
to have been, in all ages, the pride of wit, to shew how it could exalt 
the low, and amplify the little. To speak not inadequately of things really 
and <pb n="xxxiv" id="ii-Page_xxxiv" />naturally 
great, is a talk not only difficult but disagreeable; because the writer 
is degraded in his own eyes by standing in comparison with his subject, 
to which he can hope to add nothing from his imagination: but it is a perpetual 
triumph of fancy to expand a scanty theme, to raise glittering ideas from 
obscure properties, and to produce to the world an object of wonder to which 
nature had contributed little. To this ambition, perhaps, we owe the Frogs 
of <span class="sc" id="ii-p58.1">Homer</span>, the Gnat and the Bees of <span class="sc" id="ii-p58.2">Virgil</span>, the Butterfly of 
<span class="sc" id="ii-p58.3">Spenser</span>, the 
Shadow of <span class="sc" id="ii-p58.4">Wowerus</span>, and the Quincunx of <span class="sc" id="ii-p58.5">Browne</span>.</p>
            <p class="normal" id="ii-p59">In the prosecution of this sport of fancy, he considers 
every production of art and nature, in which he could find any decussation 
or approaches to the form of a Quincunx; and as a man once resolved 
upon ideal discoveries, seldom searches long in vain, he finds his 
favourite figure in almost every thing, whether natural or invented, antient 
or modern, rude or artificial, sacred <pb n="xxxv" id="ii-Page_xxxv" />and civil; so that a reader, not watchful 
against the 
power of his infusions, would imagine that decussation was the great business of the world, and that nature and art had no other 
purpose than to exemplify 
and imitate a Quincunx.</p>
            <p class="normal" id="ii-p60">To shew the excellence of this figure, he enumerates 
all its properties; and finds in it almost every thing of use or pleasure: and to 
shew how readily he supplies what he cannot find, one instance 
may be sufficient; “though therein (says he) we meet not with right angles, 
yet every rhombus containing four angles equal unto two right, it virtually 
contains two right in every one.”</p>
            <p class="normal" id="ii-p61">The fanciful sports of great minds are never without 
some advantage to knowledge. <span class="sc" id="ii-p61.1">Browne</span> has interspersed many curious observations 
on the form of plants, and the laws of vegetation; and appears to have 
been a very accurate observer of the modes of germination, and to have watched <pb n="xxxvi" id="ii-Page_xxxvi" />with great nicety the evolution of the parts of plants from their 
seminal 
principles.</p>
            <p class="normal" id="ii-p62">He is then naturally led to treat of the number five; and finds, that by this number many things are circumscribed; that there 
are five kinds of vegetable productions, five sections of a cone, five orders 
of architecture, and five acts of a play. And observing that five was the 
antient conjugal or wedding number, he proceeds to a speculation which I 
shall give in his own words; “The antient numerists made out the conjugal 
number by two and three, the first parity and imparity, the active and passive digits, the material and formal principles in generative 
societies.”</p>
            <p class="normal" id="ii-p63">These are all the tracts which he published: but many 
papers were found in his closet, “Some of them, (says <span class="sc" id="ii-p63.1">Whitefoot</span>) 
designed for the press, were often transcribed and corrected by his own hand, 
after the fashion of great and curious writers.”</p>
            <pb n="xxxvii" id="ii-Page_xxxvii" />
            <p class="normal" id="ii-p64">Of these, two collections have been published; one by Dr. 
<span class="sc" id="ii-p64.1">Tennison</span>, 
the other in <span class="sc" id="ii-p64.2">MDCCXXII</span> by a nameless editor. Whether the one or the other 
selected 
those pieces which the author would have preferred, cannot now be known: but they 
have both the merit of giving to mankind what was too valuable to be suppressed; and what might, without their interposition, have, perhaps, 
perished among other 
innumerable labours of learned men, or have been burnt in a scarcity of fuel like 
the papers of Pereskius.</p>
            <p class="normal" id="ii-p65">The first of these posthumous treatises contains “Observations 
upon several plants mentioned in Scripture.” These remarks, though they 
do not immediately either rectify the faith, or refine the morals of the reader, 
yet are by no means to be censured as superfluous niceties or useless speculations; for they often 
shew some propriety of description, or elegance of allusion, utterly 
undiscoverable to readers <pb n="xxxviii" id="ii-Page_xxxviii" />not skilled in oriental botany; and are often of more 
important use, as they remove some difficulty from narratives, or some obscurity 
from precepts.</p>
            <p class="normal" id="ii-p66">The next is “Of garlands, or coronary and 
garland plants;” a subject merely of learned curiosity, without any other 
end than the pleasure of reflecting on antient customs, or on 
the industry with which studious men have endeavoured to recover them.</p>
            <p class="normal" id="ii-p67">The next is a letter “on the fishes eaten” by our 
<span class="sc" id="ii-p67.1">Saviour</span> with his disciples, after “his resurrection from the dead;” which 
contains no determinate resolution of the question, what they were, for 
indeed it cannot be determined. All the information that diligence or learning 
could supply, consists in an enumeration of the fishes produced in the waters 
of Judea.</p>
            <p class="normal" id="ii-p68">Then follow “Answers to certain queries about fishes, 
birds, and insects;” and “A letter of hawks and falconry antient and <pb n="xxxix" id="ii-Page_xxxix" />modern:” in the first of which he gives the proper 
interpretation of some antient names of animals, commonly mistaken; and 
in the other has some curious observations on the art of hawking, which 
he considers as a practice unknown to the antients. I believe all our sports 
of the field are of Gothick original; the antients neither hunted by the 
scent, nor seem much to have practised horsemanship as an exercise; and 
though, in their works, there is mention of “<span lang="LA" id="ii-p68.1">aucupium</span>” and “<span lang="LA" id="ii-p68.2">piscatio</span>,” 
they seem no more to have been considered as diversions, than agriculture 
or any other manual labour.</p>
            <p class="normal" id="ii-p69">In two more letters he speaks of “the cymbals of the Hebrews,” but without any 
satisfactory 
determination; and of “repalick or gradual verses,” that is, of verses 
beginning with a word of one syllable, and proceeding by words of which 
each has a syllable more than the former; as,</p>
            <p class="center" id="ii-p70">“O Deus, æternæ stationis conciliator.” <span class="sc" id="ii-p70.1">Ausonius</span>.</p>
            <pb n="xl" id="ii-Page_xl" />
            <p class="continue" id="ii-p71">and, after his manner, pursuing the hint, he mentions many other 
restrained methods of versifying, to which industrious ignorance has sometimes voluntarily 
subjected itself.</p>
            <p class="normal" id="ii-p72">His next attempt is “On languages, and particularly the Saxon tongue.” He 
discourses with great learning, 
and generally with great justness, of the derivation and changes of languages; 
but, like other men of multifarious learning, he receives some notions without examination. 
Thus he observes, according to the popular opinion, that the Spaniards have retained 
so much Latin, as to be able to compose sentences that shall be at once gramatically 
Latin and Castilian: this will appear very unlikely to a man that considers 
the Spanish terminations; and <span class="sc" id="ii-p72.1">Howel</span>, who was eminently 
skilful in the three provincial 
languages, declares, that after many essays he never could effect it.</p>
            <p class="normal" id="ii-p73">The principal design of this letter, is to <pb n="xli" id="ii-Page_xli" />shew the affinity between the modern 
English and the 
antient Saxon; and he observes, very rightly, that “though we have borrowed 
many substantives, adjectives, and some verbs, from the French; yet the 
great body of numerals, auxiliary verbs, articles, pronouns, adverbs, 
conjunctions, and prepositions, which are the distinguishing and lasting parts of a language, remain 
with us from the Saxon.”</p>
            <p class="normal" id="ii-p74">To prove this position more evidently, he has drawn up 
a short discourse of six paragraphs, in Saxon and English; of which every 
word is the same in both languages, excepting the terminations and orthography. 
The words are, indeed, Saxon, but the phraseology is English; and, I think, 
would not have been understood by <span class="sc" id="ii-p74.1">Bede</span> or
<span class="sc" id="ii-p74.2">Ælfric</span>, notwithstanding the confidence 
of our author. He has, however, sufficiently proved his position, that the 
English resembles its parental language, more than any modern European dialect.</p>
            <pb n="xlii" id="ii-Page_xlii" />
            <p class="normal" id="ii-p75">There remain five tracts of this collection yet unmentioned; one “Of artificial hills, mounts, or burrows, in England;” in reply 
to an interrogatory letter of E. D. whom the writers of <span class="sc" id="ii-p75.1">Biographia Britannica</span> 
suppose to be, if rightly printed, W. D. or Sir <span class="sc" id="ii-p75.2">William Dugdale</span>, one of <span class="sc" id="ii-p75.3">Browne</span>’s 
correspondents. 
These are declared by <span class="sc" id="ii-p75.4">Browne</span>, in concurrence, I think, with all other antiquarians, 
to be for the most part funeral monuments. He proves, that both the Danes 
and Saxons buried their men of eminence under piles of earth, “which admitting 
(says he) neither ornament, epitaph, nor inscription, may, if earthquakes 
spare them, outlast other monuments: obelisks have their term, and pyramids will tumble; but these mountainous monuments 
may stand, and are like to have the same period with the earth.”</p>
            <p class="normal" id="ii-p76">In the next, he answers two geographical questions; one concerning Troas, <pb n="xliii" id="ii-Page_xliii" />
mentioned in the Acts and Epistles of St. <span class="sc" id="ii-p76.1">Paul</span>, which he determines 
to be the city built near the antient Ilium; and the other concerning the dead 
sea, 
of which he gives the same account with other writers.</p>
            <p class="normal" id="ii-p77">Another letter treats “Of the answers” of the oracle of Apollo 
at Delphos, to “Crœsus king of Lydia.” In this tract nothing 
deserves notice, more 
than that <span class="sc" id="ii-p77.1">Browne</span> considers the oracles as evidently and indubitably supernatural, 
and founds all his disquisition upon that postulate. He wonders why the physiologists 
of old, having such means of instruction, did not inquire into the secrets of nature: but judiciously concludes, that 
such questions would probably have been vain; 
“for, in matters cognoscible, and formed for our disquisition, our industry 
must be our oracle, and reason our Apollo.”</p>
            <p class="normal" id="ii-p78">The pieces that remain are, “A prophecy concerning the future 
state of several nations;” in which <span class="sc" id="ii-p78.1">Browne</span> plainly <pb n="xliv" id="ii-Page_xliv" />
discovers his expedition to be the same with that entertained 
lately with more confidence by Dr. <span class="sc" id="ii-p78.2">Berkley</span>, “that America will be the 
seat of 
the fifth empire:” and “Museum clausum, sive Bibliotheca abscondita;” in which 
the author amuses himself with imagining the existence of books and curiosities, 
either never in being, or irrecoverably lost.</p>
            <p class="normal" id="ii-p79">These pieces I have recounted as they are ranged in 
<span class="sc" id="ii-p79.1">Tennison</span>'s 
collection, because the editor has given no account of the time at which any of them 
were written. Some of them are of little value, more than as they gratify the mind 
with the picture of a great scholar, turning his learning into amusement; or shew, 
upon how great a variety of enquiries the same mind has been successfully employed.</p>
            <p class="normal" id="ii-p80">The other collection of his posthumous pieces, published in otavo, 
London <span class="sc" id="ii-p80.1">MDCCXXII</span>, contains “Repertorium; or “some account of the tombs and 
monuments <pb n="xlv" id="ii-Page_xlv" />in the cathedral of Norwich; where, as <span class="sc" id="ii-p80.2">Tennison</span> 
observes, there is not matter proportionate to the skill of the Antiquary.</p>
            <p class="normal" id="ii-p81">The other pieces are, “Answers to Sir <span class="sc" id="ii-p81.1">
William Dugdale</span>'s enquiries about the fens; A letter concerning Ireland; 
Another relating to urns newly discovered; Some short strictures on different 
subjects; and A letter to a friend on the death of his intimate friend,” 
published singly by the author’s son in <span class="sc" id="ii-p81.2">MDCXC</span>.</p>
            <p class="normal" id="ii-p82">There is inserted, in the <span class="sc" id="ii-p82.1">Biographia 
Britannica</span>, “A 
letter containing instructions for the study of physick;” which, with 
the <span class="sc" id="ii-p82.2">Essays</span> here offered to the public, completes the works of Dr. <span class="sc" id="ii-p82.3">Browne</span>.</p>
            <p class="normal" id="ii-p83">To the life of this learned man, there remains little 
to be added, but that in <span class="sc" id="ii-p83.1">MDCLXV</span> he was chosen honorary fellow of the college 
of physicians, as a man, “<span lang="LA" id="ii-p83.2">Virtute et literis ornatissimus</span>,—eminently embellished with literature and virtue:” <pb n="xlvi" id="ii-Page_xlvi" />and, in 
<span class="sc" id="ii-p83.3">MDCLXXI</span>, received, at Norwich, the honour of knighthood from 
<span class="sc" id="ii-p83.4">Charles II</span>; a prince who, with many frailties and vices, had yet skill to discover excellence, and virtue to reward it, with such honorary 
distinctions at least as cost him nothing, yet conferred by a king so judicious 
and so much beloved, had the power of giving merit new lustre and greater 
popularity.</p>
            <p class="normal" id="ii-p84">Thus he lived in high reputation; till in his seventy-sixth 
year he was seized with a colick, which, after having tortured him about 
a week, put an end to his life at Norwich, on his birthday, October 19,
<span class="sc" id="ii-p84.1">MDCLXXXII</span>.<note n="22" id="ii-p84.2"><p class="normal" id="ii-p85"><span class="sc" id="ii-p85.1">Browne</span>’s Remains. 
<span class="sc" id="ii-p85.2">Whitefoot</span>.</p></note> Some of his last words were expressions of 
submission to the will of <span class="sc" id="ii-p85.3">God</span>, and fearlessness of death.</p>
            <p class="normal" id="ii-p86">He lies buried in the church of St. Peter, Mancroft, in 
Norwich, with this inscription on a mural monument, placed on the south pillar 
of the altar:</p>
            <pb n="xlvii" id="ii-Page_xlvii" />
            <p class="center" id="ii-p87">M. S.</p>
            <p class="center" id="ii-p88">Hic situs est <span class="sc" id="ii-p88.1">Thomas Browne</span>, M.D.</p>
            <p class="center" id="ii-p89">Et Miles.</p>
            <p class="center" id="ii-p90">A<sup>o</sup> 1605. Londini natus</p>
            <p class="center" id="ii-p91">Generosa Familia apud Upton</p>
            <p class="center" id="ii-p92">In agro Cestriensi oriundus.</p>
            <p class="center" id="ii-p93">Scholâ primum Wintoniensi, postea</p>
            <p class="center" id="ii-p94">In Coll. Pembr.</p>
            <p class="center" id="ii-p95">Apud Oxonienses bonis literis</p>
            <p class="center" id="ii-p96">Haud leviter imbutus</p>
            <p class="center" id="ii-p97">In urbe hâc Nordovicensi medicinam</p>
            <p class="center" id="ii-p98">Arte egregia, &amp; fælici successu professus,</p>
            <p class="center" id="ii-p99">Scriptis quibus tituli, <span class="sc" id="ii-p99.1">Religio Medici</span></p>
            <p class="center" id="ii-p100">Et <span class="sc" id="ii-p100.1">Pseudodoxia Epidemica</span> aliisque</p>
            <p class="center" id="ii-p101">Per Orbem notissimus.</p>
            <p class="center" id="ii-p102">Vir Prudentissimus, Integerrimus, Doctissimus;</p>
            <p class="center" id="ii-p103">Obiit Octob<sup>r</sup>. 19. 1682.</p>
            <p class="center" id="ii-p104">Pie posuit mæstissima Conjux</p>
            <p class="center" id="ii-p105">D<sup>a</sup>. Doroth. Br.</p>
            <p class="center" style="margin-top:36pt" id="ii-p106">Near the Foot of this Pillar</p>
            <p class="center" id="ii-p107">Lies Sir Thomas Browne, Kt. and Doctor in Physick, 
</p>
            <p class="center" id="ii-p108">Author of Religio Medici, and other Learned Books,</p>
            <p class="center" id="ii-p109">Who practic’d Physick in the City 46 Years,</p>
            <p class="center" id="ii-p110">And died Oct<sup>r</sup>. 1682, in the 77 Year of his Age.</p>
            <p class="center" id="ii-p111">In Memory of whom</p>
            <p class="center" id="ii-p112">Dame <i>Dorothy Browne, </i>who had bin his Affectionate 
Wife</p>
            <p class="center" style="margin-bottom:36pt" id="ii-p113">47 Years, caused this Monument to be Erected.</p>
            <pb n="xlviii" id="ii-Page_xlviii" />
            <p class="normal" id="ii-p114">Besides his lady, who died in <span class="sc" id="ii-p114.1">MDCLXXXV</span>, he left a son and three 
daughters. Of the daughters nothing very remarkable is known; but his son, <span class="sc" id="ii-p114.2">Edward Browne</span>, requires a particular mention.</p>
            <p class="normal" id="ii-p115">He was born about the year <span class="sc" id="ii-p115.1">MDCXLII</span>; and after having passed 
through the classes of the school at Norwich, became bachelor of physick at Cambridge; and afterwards removing to Merton-College in Oxford, was admitted there to the 
same degree, and afterwards made a doctor. In <span class="sc" id="ii-p115.2">MDCLXVIII</span> he visited part of Germany; and in the year following made a wider 
excursion into Austria, Hungary, and Thessaly; where the Turkish Sultan then kept his court at 
Larissa. He afterwards passed 
through Italy. His skill in natural history made him particularly attentive to mines 
and metallurgy. Upon his return he published an account of the countries thro’ which 
he had passed; which I have heard commended by a learned traveller, who has <pb n="xlix" id="ii-Page_xlix" />visited many places after him, as written with scrupulous 
and exalt veracity, such as is scarcely to be found in any other book of 
the same kind. But whatever it may contribute to the instruction 
of a naturalist, I cannot recommend it as likely to give much pleasure to 
common readers: for whether it be, that the world is very uniform, and 
therefore he who is resolved to adhere to truth, will have few novelties 
to relate; or that Dr. <span class="sc" id="ii-p115.3">Browne</span> was, by the train of his studies, led to 
enquire most after those things, by which the greatest part of mankind is 
little affected; a great part of his book seems to contain very unimportant 
accounts of his passage from one place where he saw little, to another where 
he saw no more.</p>
            <p class="normal" id="ii-p116">Upon his return, he practised physick in London; was 
made physician first to <span class="sc" id="ii-p116.1">Charles II</span>, and afterwards in
<span class="sc" id="ii-p116.2">MDCLXXXII</span> to St. Bartholomew's hospital. About the same time he joined his name to 
those <pb n="l" id="ii-Page_l" />of many other eminent men, in “A translation of Plutarch’s 
lives.” He was first censor, then elect, and treasurer of the college 
of physicians; of which in <span class="sc" id="ii-p116.3">MDCCV</span> he was chosen president, and held his 
office, till in <span class="sc" id="ii-p116.4">MDCCVIII</span> he died in a degree of estimation 
suitable to a 
man so variously accomplished, that <span class="sc" id="ii-p116.5">King Charles</span> had honoured him with this panegyrick, that “He was as learned as any of the college, and as well 
bred as any of the court.”</p>
            <p class="normal" id="ii-p117">Of every great and eminent character, part breaks forth 
into publick view, and part lies hid in domestick privacy. Those 
qualities which have been exerted in any known and lasting performances, 
may, at any distance of time, be traced and estimated; but silent excellencies 
are soon forgotten; and those minute peculiarities which discriminate every 
man from all others, if they are not recorded by those whom personal knowledge 
enabled to observe <pb n="li" id="ii-Page_li" />them, are irrecoverably lost. This mutilation of 
character must have happened, among many others, to Sir <span class="sc" id="ii-p117.1">Thomas Browne</span>, had 
it not been delineated by his friend Mr. <span class="sc" id="ii-p117.2">Whitefoot</span>, who “esteemed it 
an especial favour of <span class="sc" id="ii-p117.3">Providence</span>, to have had a 
particular acquaintance 
with him for two thirds of his life.” Part of his observations I shall, 
therefore, copy.</p>
            <p class="normal" id="ii-p118">“For a character of his person, his complexion and hair was answerable to his name; his 
stature was moderate, and
habit of body neither fat nor lean, but <span lang="EL" class="Greek" id="ii-p118.1">ἐυσάρκος</span></p>
            <p class="normal" id="ii-p119">“In his habit of clothing, he had an aversion to all 
finery, and affected plainness, both in the fashion and ornaments. 
He ever wore a cloke, or boots, when few others did. He kept 
himself always very warm, and thought it most safe so to do, though he 
never loaded himself <pb n="lii" id="ii-Page_lii" />with such a multitude of garments, as Suetonius reports 
of <span class="sc" id="ii-p119.1">Augustus</span>, enough to clothe a good family.</p>
            <p class="normal" id="ii-p120">“The horizon of his understanding was much larger 
than the hemisphere of the world: All that was visible in the heavens he comprehended so well, that few that are 
under them knew so much: He could tell the number of the visible stars 
in his horizon, and call them all by their names that had any; and of 
the earth he had such a minute and exact geographical knowledge, as if 
he had been by <span class="sc" id="ii-p120.1">Divine Providence</span> ordained surveyor-general of the whole terrestrial orb, and 
its products, minerals, plants, and animals. He was so curious a botanist, 
that besides the specifical distinctions, he made nice and elaborate 
observations, equally useful as entertaining.</p>
            <p class="normal" id="ii-p121">“His memory, though not so eminent as that of 
<span class="sc" id="ii-p121.1">Seneca</span> or <span class="sc" id="ii-p121.2">Scaliger</span>, was capacious and tenacious, 
insomuch 
as he <pb n="liii" id="ii-Page_liii" />remembred all that was remarkable in any book that 
he had read; and not only knew all persons again that he had ever seen 
at any distance of time, but remembred the circumstances of their bodies, 
and their particular discourses and speeches.</p>
            <p class="normal" id="ii-p122">“In the latin poets he remembred every thing that 
was acute and pungent; he had read most of the historians, antient and modern, wherein his observations were 
singular, not taken notice of 
by common readers; he was excellent company when he was at leisure, and expressed more light than heat in the temper of his 
brain.</p>
            <p class="normal" id="ii-p123">He had no despotical power over his affections and passions, 
(that was a privilege of original perfection, forfeited by the neglect of the use of it;) but as large a political 
power over them, as any Stoick, or man of his time, whereof he gave so 
great experiment, that he hath very rarely been <pb n="liv" id="ii-Page_liv" />known to have been overcome with any of them. The 
strongest that were 
found in him, both of the irascible and concupiscible, were under the 
controul of his reason. Of admiration, which is one of them, being the 
only product, either of ignorance, or uncommon knowledge, he had more, 
and less, than other men, upon the same account of his knowing 
more than others; so that tho’ he met with many rarities, he admired 
them not so much as others do.</p>
            <p class="normal" id="ii-p124">“He was never seen to be transported with mirth, or dejected with 
sadness; always chearful, but rarely merry, at any sensible rate; seldom heard 
to break a jest; and when he did, he would be apt 
to blush at the levity of it: his gravity was natural without affectation.</p>
            <p class="normal" id="ii-p125">“His modesty was visible in a natural habitual blush, 
which was increased upon the least occasion, and oft discovered without any 
observable cause.</p>
            <pb n="lv" id="ii-Page_lv" />
            <p class="normal" id="ii-p126">“They that knew no more of him than by the briskness of his writings, found themselves deceived in their expectation, when 
they came in his company, noting the gravity and sobriety of his aspect and conversation; so free from loquacity, or much talkativeness, that 
he was something difficult to be engaged in any discourse; though when he was 
so, it was always singular, and never trite or vulgar. Parsimonious 
in nothing but his time, whereof he made as much improvement, with as 
little loss as any man in it: when he had any to spare from his drudging 
practice, he was scarce patient of any diversion from his study; so impatient of 
sloth and idleness, that he would say, he could not do 
nothing.</p>
            <p class="normal" id="ii-p127">“<span class="sc" id="ii-p127.1">Sir Thomas</span> understood most of the 
European languages; viz. all that are in <span class="sc" id="ii-p127.2">Hutter</span>'s bible, which he made 
use of. The Latin 
and Greek he understood critically; the Oriental languages, which <pb n="lvi" id="ii-Page_lvi" />never 
were vernacular in this part of the world, he thought the use of them 
would not answer the time and pains of learning them; yet had so great 
a veneration for the matrix of them, viz. the Hebrew, consecrated to 
the Oracles of God, that he was not content to be totally ignorant of it; tho’ very little of his science is to 
be found in any books of that 
primitive language. And tho’ much is said to be written in the derivative 
idioms of that tongue, especially the Arabick, yet he was satisfied with the 
translations, wherein he found nothing was admirable.</p>
            <p class="normal" id="ii-p128">“In his religion he continued in the same mind which 
he had declared in his first book, written when he was but thirty years 
old, his <span class="sc" id="ii-p128.1">Religio Medici</span>, wherein he fully assented to that of the Church 
of England, preferring it before any in the world, as did the learned 
<span class="sc" id="ii-p128.2">Grotius</span>. He attended the publick service very constantly, when he was 
not withheld by his <pb n="lvii" id="ii-Page_lvii" />practice. Never missed the sacrament in his parish, if he were 
in town. Read the best English sermons he could hear of, with liberal applause; and delighted not in controversies. In his 
last sickness, wherein he continued about 
a week’s time, enduring great pain of the cholick, besides 
a continual fever, with as much patience as hath been seen in 
any man, without any pretence of Stoical apathy, animosity, or vanity of not being concerned 
thereat, or suffering no impeachment of happiness. <span lang="LA" id="ii-p128.3">Nihil agis 
dolor.</span></p>
            <p class="normal" id="ii-p129">“His patience was founded upon the Christian philosophy, and a 
sound faith of <span class="sc" id="ii-p129.1">God's Providence</span>, and a meek and humble 
submission thereunto, which he expressed in few 
words: I visited him near his end, when he had not strength to hear or speak 
much; the last words which I heard from him, were, besides some expressions of dearness, that he did freely 
submit to the will of <span class="sc" id="ii-p129.2">God</span>, being <pb n="lviii" id="ii-Page_lviii" />without fear: He had oft triumphed over the 
king of terrors in others, and given many repulses in the defence of patients; 
but when his own turn came, he submitted with a meek, rational, and 
religious courage.</p>
            <p class="normal" id="ii-p130">“He might have made good the old saying of Dat Galenus 
opes, had he lived in a place that could have afforded it. But his indulgence 
and liberality to his children, especially in their travels, two of 
his sons in divers countries, and two of his daughters in France, spent 
him moree a little. He was liberal in his house entertainments, and in his charity; he left a 
comfortable, but no great estate, both to his lady and children, gained 
by his own industry.</p>
            <p class="normal" id="ii-p131">“Such was his sagacity and knowledge of all 
history, antient and modern, and his observations thereupon so singular, that 
it hath been said by them that knew him best, that if his profession, 
and place <pb n="lix" id="ii-Page_lix" />of abode, would have suited his ability, he would 
have made an extraordinary man for the privy-council, not much inferior to the 
famous <span class="sc" id="ii-p131.1">Padre, Paulo</span>, the late oracle of the Venetian state.</p>
            <p class="normal" id="ii-p132">“Tho’ he were no prophet, nor son of a prophet, yet 
in that faculty which comes nearest it, he excelled, <i>i. e. </i>the stochastick, 
wherein he was seldom mistaken, as to future events, as well publick 
as private; but not apt to discover any presages or superstition.”</p>
            <p class="normal" id="ii-p133">It is observable, that he who in his earlier years had 
read all the books against religion, was in the latter part of his life 
averse from controversies. To play with important truths, to disturb the 
repose of established tenets, to subtilize objections, and elude proof, 
is too often the sport of youthful vanity, of which maturer experience commonly 
repents. There is a time, when every wife man is weary of raising difficulties 
only to talk himself with the solution, <pb n="lx" id="ii-Page_lx" />and desires to enjoy truth without the labour or hazard 
of contest. There is, perhaps, no better method of encountering these troublesome 
irruptions of scepticism, with which inquisitive minds are frequently harassed, 
than that which <span class="sc" id="ii-p133.1">Browne</span> declares himself to have taken: “If there 
arise 
any doubts in my way, I do forget them; or at least defer them, till my better settled judgment 
and more manly reason be able to resolve them: for I perceive, every man’s reason is his best 
<span class="sc" id="ii-p133.2">Œdipus</span>, and will, 
upon a reasonable truce, find a way “to loose those bonds, wherewith the 
subtilties of error have enchained our more flexible and tender judgments.”</p>
            <p class="normal" id="ii-p134">The foregoing character may be confirmed and enlarged 
by many passages in the <span class="sc" id="ii-p134.1">Religio Medici</span>; in which it appears, from
<span class="sc" id="ii-p134.2">Whitefoot</span>'s testimony, that the author, though no very sparing panegyrist of himself, 
has not exceeded the truth, with respect to his attainments or visible qualities.</p>
            <pb n="lxi" id="ii-Page_lxi" />
            <p class="normal" id="ii-p135">There are, indeed, some interior and secret virtues, 
which a man may sometimes have without the knowledge of others; and may 
sometimes assume to himself, without sufficient reasons for his opinion. 
It is charged upon <span class="sc" id="ii-p135.1">Browne</span> by Dr. <span class="sc" id="ii-p135.2">Watts</span>, as an instance of arrogant temerity, 
that, after a long detail of his attainments, he declares himself to have escaped the first and father-sin of pride.” A perusal of the 
<span class="sc" id="ii-p135.3">Religio Medici</span> will not much contribute to produce a belief of the author's exemption from this 
<span class="sc" id="ii-p135.4">FATHER-SIN</span>: pride is a vice, which pride itself inclines every man 
to find in others, and to overlook in himself.</p>
            <p class="normal" id="ii-p136">As easily may we be mistaken in mating our own courage, 
as our own humility; and, therefore, when <span class="sc" id="ii-p136.1">Browne</span> shews himself persuaded, 
that “he could lose an arm without a tear, or with a few groans be 
quartered to pieces,” I am not sure that he felt in himself any uncommon <pb n="lxii" id="ii-Page_lxii" />powers of endurance; or, indeed, any thing more than 
a sudden effervescence of imagination, which, uncertain and involuntary 
as it is, he mistook for settled resolution.</p>
            <p class="normal" id="ii-p137">“That there were not many extant, that if in a 
noble way feared the face of death less than himself,” he might likewise believe at a very easy expence, while death was yet at a distance; but the time will come to every human being, when it 
must be known how 
well he can bear to die; and it has appeared, that our author’s fortitude 
did not desert him in the great hour of trial.</p>
            <p class="normal" id="ii-p138">It was observed by some of the remarkers on the 
<span class="sc" id="ii-p138.1">Religio 
Medici</span>, that the author was yet alive, and might grow worse as well 
as better:” it is, therefore, happy, that this suspicion can be obviated 
by a testimony given to the continuance of his virtue, at a time when death 
had set him free from danger of change, and his panegyrist from temptation 
to flattery.</p>
            <pb n="lxiii" id="ii-Page_lxiii" />
            <p class="normal" id="ii-p139">But it is not on the praises of others, but on his own 
writings, that he is to depend for the esteem of posterity; of which he 
will not easily be deprived, while learning shall have any reverence among 
men: for there is no science, in which he does not discover some skill; and scarce any kind of knowledge, profane or 
sacred, abstruse or elegant, 
which he does not appear to have cultivated with success.</p>
            <p class="normal" id="ii-p140">His exuberance of knowledge, and plenitude of ideas, 
sometimes obstruct the tendency of his reasoning, and the clearness of his 
decisions: on whatever subject he employed his mind, there started up immediately 
so many images before him, that he lost one by grasping another. His memory supplied him with so many illustrations, parallel or dependent notions, 
that he was always starting into collateral considerations: but the spirit 
and vigour of his pursuit always gives delight; and the reader follows 
him, without reluctance, thro’ his <pb n="lxiv" id="ii-Page_lxiv" />mazes, in themselves flowery and pleasing, and ending at the point originally 
in view.</p>
            <p class="normal" id="ii-p141">To have great excellencies, and great faults, “<span lang="LA" id="ii-p141.1">magnæ virtutes 
nec minora vitia</span>, is the poesy,” says our author, “of the best natures.” This poesy may be properly applied to the 
style of <span class="sc" id="ii-p141.2">Browne</span>: It is vigorous, but rugged; it is learned, but pedantick; it is deep, but 
obscure; it strikes, but does 
not please; it commands, but does not allure: his tropes are harsh, and his combinations 
uncouth. He fell into an age, in which our language began to lose the stability 
which it had obtained in the time of <span class="sc" id="ii-p141.3">Elizabeth</span>; and was considered by every 
writer as a subject on which he might try his plastick skill, by moulding it 
according to his own fancy. <span class="sc" id="ii-p141.4">Milton</span>, in consequence of this encroaching licence, 
began to introduce the Latin idiom: and <span class="sc" id="ii-p141.5">Browne</span>, though he gave less 
disturbance 
to our structures and phraseology, yet poured in a multitude of exotick words; <pb n="lxv" id="ii-Page_lxv" />many, indeed, useful and 
significant, which, if rejected, must be supplied by 
circumlocution, such as <span class="sc" id="ii-p141.6">Commensality</span> for the state of many living at the 
same table; but many superfluous, 
as a <span class="sc" id="ii-p141.7">Paralogical</span> for an unreasonable doubt; and some so obscure, that they conceal 
his meaning rather than explain it, as <span class="sc" id="ii-p141.8">Arthritical analogies</span> for parts that 
serve some animals in the place of joints.</p>
            <p class="normal" id="ii-p142">His style is, indeed, a tissue of many languages; a mixture 
of heterogeneous words, brought together from distant regions, with terms originally 
appropriated to one art, and drawn by violence into the service of another. He 
must, 
however, be confessed to have augmented our philosophical diction; and in defence 
of his uncommon words and expressions, we must consider, that he had uncommon sentiments, 
and was not content to express in many words that idea for which any language could 
supply a single term.</p>
            <pb n="lxvi" id="ii-Page_lxvi" />
            <p class="normal" id="ii-p143">But his innovations are sometimes pleasing, and his temerities 
happy: he has many “<span lang="LA" id="ii-p143.1">verba ardentia</span>,” forcible expressions, which he would never 
have found, but by venturing to the utmost verge of propriety; and flights which 
would never have been reached, but by one who had very little fear of the shame 
of falling.</p>
            <p class="normal" id="ii-p144">There remains yet an objection against the writings of <span class="sc" id="ii-p144.1">Browne</span>, 
more formidable than the animadversions of criticism. There are passages, from which 
some have taken occasion to rank him among Deists, and others among Atheists. 
It would be difficult to guess how any such conclusion should be formed, had 
not experience shewn that there are two sorts of men willing to enlarge the catalogue 
of infidels.</p>
            <p class="normal" id="ii-p145">It has been long observed, that an Atheist has no just reason 
for endeavouring conversions; and yet none harass those minds which they can 
influence, <span class="unclear" id="ii-p145.1">with</span> more importunity of solicitation to <pb n="lxvii" id="ii-Page_lxvii" />adopt their opinions. In proportion as they doubt the truth of 
their own doctrines, they are desirous to gain the attestation of another 
understanding; and industriously labour to win a proselyte, and eagerly catch at the 
slightest 
pretence to dignify their sect with a celebrated name.<note n="23" id="ii-p145.2"><verse id="ii-p145.3">
<l class="t1" id="ii-p145.4">Therefore no hereticks desire to spread</l>
<l class="t1" id="ii-p145.5">Their wild opinions like these epicures.</l>
<l class="t1" id="ii-p145.6">For so their stagg’ring thoughts are computed,</l>
<l class="t1" id="ii-p145.7">And other men’s assent their doubt assures.</l></verse>
<p class="right" id="ii-p146"><span class="sc" id="ii-p146.1">Davies</span>.</p></note></p>
            <p class="normal" id="ii-p147">The others become friends to infidelity only by unskilful hostility: men of rigid orthodoxy, cautious conversation, and religious 
asperity. Among these, 
it is too frequently the practice, to make in their heat concessions to Atheism, 
or Deism, which their most confident advocates had never dared to claim or to hope. 
A sally of levity, an idle paradox, an indecent jest, an unseasonable objection, 
are sufficient, in <pb n="lxviii" id="ii-Page_lxviii" />the opinion of these men, to efface a name from the lists of 
<span class="sc" id="ii-p147.1">Christianity</span>, 
to exclude a soul from everlasting life. Such men are so watchful to censure, 
that they have seldom much care to look for favourable interpretations of 
ambiguities, to set the general tenor of life against single failures, or 
to know how soon any slip of inadvertency has been expiated by sorrow and 
retractation; but let fly their fulminations, without mercy or prudence, 
against slight offences or casual temerities, against crimes never committed, 
or immediately repented.</p>
            <p class="normal" id="ii-p148">The Infidel knows well, what he is doing. He is endeavouring 
to supply, by authority, the deficiency of his arguments; and to make his cause 
less invidious, by shewing numbers on his side: he will, therefore, not change 
his conduct, till he reforms his principles. But the zealot should recollect, 
that he is labouring, by this frequency of excommunication, against his own 
cause; <pb n="lxix" id="ii-Page_lxix" />and voluntarily adding strength to the enemies of truth. 
It must always be the condition of a great part of mankind, to reject and 
embrace tenets upon the authority of those whom they think wiser than themselves; and, therefore, the addition of every name to infidelity, in 
some degree 
invalidates that argument upon which the religion of multitudes is necessarily 
founded.</p>
            <p class="normal" id="ii-p149">Men may differ from each other in many religious opinions, 
and yet all may retain the essentials of <span class="sc" id="ii-p149.1">Christianity</span>; men may sometimes eagerly 
dispute, and yet not differ much from 
one another: the rigorous persecutors of error, should, therefore, enlighten 
their zeal with knowledge, and temper their orthodoxy with <span class="sc" id="ii-p149.2">Charity</span>; that 
<span class="sc" id="ii-p149.3">Charity</span>, without which orthodoxy is vain; 
<span class="sc" id="ii-p149.4">Charity</span> that “thinketh no evil,” 
but “hopeth all things,” and “endureth” all things.”</p>
            <p class="normal" id="ii-p150">Whether <span class="sc" id="ii-p150.1">Browne</span> has been numbered <pb n="lxx" id="ii-Page_lxx" />
among the contemners of religion, by the fury of its friends, or the artifice of 
its enemies, it is no difficult talk to replace him among the most zealous
<span class="sc" id="ii-p150.2">Professors</span> of <span class="sc" id="ii-p150.3">Christianity</span>. He may, perhaps, in the ardour of his imagination, have hazarded an expression, 
which a mind intent upon faults may interpret into heresy, if considered 
apart from the rest of his discourse; but a phrase is not to be opposed 
to volumes: there is scarcely a writer to be found, whose profession was 
not divinity, that has so frequently testified his belief of the 
<span class="sc" id="ii-p150.4">Sacred Writings</span>, has appealed to them with such unlimited 
submission, or mentioned them 
with such unvaried reverence.</p>
            <p class="normal" id="ii-p151">It is, indeed, somewhat wonderful, that <span class="sc" id="ii-p151.1">He</span> 
should be 
placed without the pale of <span class="sc" id="ii-p151.2">Christianity</span>, who declares, that “he 
assumes the honourable stile of <span class="sc" id="ii-p151.3">A Christian</span>,” 
not because it is “the religion of his country,” but because “having 
in his <pb n="lxxi" id="ii-Page_lxxi" />riper years and confirmed judgment seen and examined all, he finds himself obliged, by the principles of 
<span class="sc" id="ii-p151.4">Grace</span>, and the law of his own reason, to embrace
no other name but this:” Who, to specify his persuasion yet more, tells us, that he is of the 
<span class="sc" id="ii-p151.5">Reformed Religion</span>; of the same belief our 
<span class="sc" id="ii-p151.6">Saviour</span> taught, the <span class="sc" id="ii-p151.7">Apostles</span> disseminated, 
the Fathers authorized, and the Martyrs confirmed:”
Who, tho’ “paradoxical in philosophy,
loves in divinity to keep the beaten road;” and pleases himself, that “he has no taint of 
heresy, schism, or error:” To
whom “where the Scripture is silent, the Church is a text; where that speaks, ’tis
but a comment; and who uses not
the dictates of his own reason, but where
there is a joint silence of both:” Who blesses himself, that he lived not in the days of miracles, when faith had been
thrust upon him; but enjoys that greater blessing, pronounced to all that believe <pb n="lxxii" id="ii-Page_lxxii" />and 
saw not.” He cannot surely be charged with a defect of faith, who “believes 
that our <span class="sc" id="ii-p151.8">Saviour</span> was dead, and buried, and rose again, and desires to 
see him in his glory:” and who affirms, that “this is not much to believe;” that as we have 
reason, we owe this faith unto history;” and that 
“they only had the advantage of a bold and noble faith, who lived 
before his coming; and, upon obscure prophecies and mystical types, could raise a belief.” Nor can contempt of the positive and ritual parts 
of religion be imputed to him, who doubts, whether a good man would refuse 
a poisoned eucharist; and “who would violate his own arm, rather than 
a church.”</p>
            <p class="normal" id="ii-p152">The opinions of every man must be learned from himself: 
concerning his practice, it is safest to trust the evidence of others. Where 
these testimonies concur, no higher degree of historical certainty can be 
obtained; and they apparently concur <pb n="lxxiii" id="ii-Page_lxxiii" />to prove, that <span class="sc" id="ii-p152.1">Browne</span> 
was <span class="sc" id="ii-p152.2">A zealous adherent to the faith of CHRIST</span>, that
<span class="sc" id="ii-p152.3">he lived in obedience to his laws, and died in confidence of 
his mercy.</span></p>
            <pb n="lxxiv" id="ii-Page_lxxiv" />
            <pb n="lxxv" id="ii-Page_lxxv" />
            <pb n="lxxvi" id="ii-Page_lxxvi" />
            <pb n="1" id="ii-Page_1" />
        </div1>

<div1 title="Christian Morals" progress="33.72%" prev="ii" next="iii.i" id="iii">
            <h1 style="margin-top:1in; margin-bottom:1in" id="iii-p0.1">CHRISTIAN MORALS.</h1>
            <pb n="2" id="iii-Page_2" />
            <pb n="3" id="iii-Page_3" />

<div2 title="Dedication" progress="33.75%" prev="iii" next="iii.ii" id="iii.i">
                <p class="normal" id="iii.i-p1">
</p>
                <h4 id="iii.i-p1.1">TO THE RIGHT HONOURABLE</h4>
                <h2 id="iii.i-p1.2">DAVID EARL OF BUCHAN,</h2>
                <h4 style="line-height:150%" id="iii.i-p1.3">VISCOUNT AUCHTERHOUSE, LORD CARDROSS<br />
AND GLENDOVACHIE,<br />
ONE OP THE LORDS COMMISSIONERS OF POLICE, AND LORD<br />
LIEUTENANT OF THE COUNTIES OP STIRLING<br />
AND CLACKMANNAN IN NORTH<br />
BRITAIN.</h4>
                <p class="normal" id="iii.i-p2">
                    <span class="sc" id="iii.i-p2.1">My Lord</span>,</p>
                <p class="normal" id="iii.i-p3">THE Honour you have done our
Family obligeth us to make all
just Acknowledgments of it: and
there is no Form of Acknowledgment in our Power, more worthy of your Lordship’s Acceptance, than this Dedication of
the last Work of our Honoured and Learned
Father. Encouraged hereunto by the knowledge <pb n="4" id="iii.i-Page_4" />we have of Your Lordship’s Judicious Relish of 
universal 
Learning, and sublime Virtue, we beg the Favour of Your Acceptance of it, which 
will very much oblige our Family in general, and Her in particular, who is,</p>
                <p class="normal" style="margin-top:12pt; margin-left:.5in" id="iii.i-p4">
                    <span class="sc" id="iii.i-p4.1">My Lord</span>,</p>
                <p class="normal" style="margin-left:.75in" id="iii.i-p5">Your Lordship’s</p>
                <p class="normal" style="margin-left:1in" id="iii.i-p6">most humble Servant,</p>
                <p class="normal" style="margin-left:1.25in" id="iii.i-p7">
                    <span class="sc" id="iii.i-p7.1">Elizabeth Littleton</span>.</p>
                <pb n="5" id="iii.i-Page_5" />
            </div2>

<div2 title="Preface" progress="34.33%" prev="iii.i" next="iii.iii" id="iii.ii">
                <h2 id="iii.ii-p0.1">THE PREFACE.</h2>
                <p class="normal" id="iii.ii-p1">
                    <i>
IF any one, after he has read </i>Religio
Medici, <i>and the ensuing Discourse,
can make doubt, whether the same
person was the author of them both, he may
be assured by the testimony of Mrs. </i><span class="sc" id="iii.ii-p1.1">Littleton</span>, <i>Sir </i>
<span class="sc" id="iii.ii-p1.2">Thomas Brown's </span> <i>daughter, who lived with her father when it was composed by him; and who, 
at the time, read it written by his own hand: and also by the testimony of others</i> 
(<i>of whom I am one</i>), <i>who read the manuscript of the author, immediately after his 
death, and who have since read the same; from which it hath been faithfully and exactly transcribed for the press. The reason why it was not printed sooner is, 
because it was unhappily lost, by being mislay’d among other </i><pb n="6" id="iii.ii-Page_6" /><i>
manuscripts for which search was lately made in the presence 
of the Lord Archbishop of Canterbury, of which his Grace, by letter, informed Mrs.
</i><span class="sc" id="iii.ii-p1.3">Littleton</span>, <i>when he sent the manuscript to her. There is nothing printed in 
the discourse, or in the short notes, but what is found in the original 
manuscript 
of the author, except only where an oversight had made the addition or transposition 
of some words necessary.</i></p>
                <p style="margin-top:12pt; margin-left:40%" id="iii.ii-p2">
                    <span class="sc" id="iii.ii-p2.1">John Jeffrey</span>,</p>
                <p style="margin-left:45%; font-size:90%" id="iii.ii-p3">Arch-Deacon of Norwich</p>
                <pb n="7" id="iii.ii-Page_7" />
            </div2>

<div2 title="Part I." progress="35.02%" prev="iii.ii" next="iii.iv" id="iii.iii">
                <h1 id="iii.iii-p0.1">CHRISTIAN MORALS.</h1>
                <h2 id="iii.iii-p0.2">PART I.</h2>
                <p class="continue" id="iii.iii-p1">TREAD softly and circumspectly in this funambulatory<note n="24" id="iii.iii-p1.1"><p class="normal" id="iii.iii-p2">Narrow, 
like the walk of a rope-dancer.</p></note> track and narrow 
path of goodness: pursue virtue virtuously: leven not good actions nor render 
virtues disputable. Stain not fair acts with foul intentions: maim not 
uprightness by halting concomitances, nor circumstantially deprave substantial 
goodness.</p>
                <p class="normal" id="iii.iii-p3">Consider whereabout thou art in <span class="sc" id="iii.iii-p3.1">Cebes's</span><note n="25" id="iii.iii-p3.2"><p class="normal" id="iii.iii-p4">The table or picture of 
<span class="sc" id="iii.iii-p4.1">Cebes</span>, an allegorical representation 
of the characters and conditions of mankind; which is translated by Mr. Collier, 
and added to the meditations of <span class="sc" id="iii.iii-p4.2">Antoninus</span>.</p></note><pb n="8" id="iii.iii-Page_8" />table, or that old 
philosophical pinax<note n="26" id="iii.iii-p4.3"><p class="normal" id="iii.iii-p5">Picture.</p></note> of the life of 
man: whether thou art yet in the road of uncertainties; whether thou hast 
yet entred the narrow gate, got up the hill and asperous way, which leadeth 
unto the house of sanity; or taken that purifying potion from the hand 
of sincere erudition, which may send thee clear and pure away unto a virtuous 
and happy life.</p>
                <p class="normal" id="iii.iii-p6">In this virtuous voyage of thy life hull not about like 
the ark, without the use of rudder, mast, or sail, and bound for no port. 
Let not disappointment cause despondency, nor difficulty despair. Think 
not that you are failing from Lima to Manilla,<note n="27" id="iii.iii-p6.1"><p class="normal" id="iii.iii-p7">Over the pacifick ocean, in the course of the 
ship 
which now sails from Acapulco to Manilla, perhaps formerly from Lima, or 
more properly from Callao, Lima not being a seaport.</p></note> when you may 
fasten up the rudder, and sleep before the wind; but expect rough seas, 
flaws,<note n="28" id="iii.iii-p7.1"><p class="normal" id="iii.iii-p8">“Sudden gusts, or violent attacks of bad weather.”</p></note> and contrary 
blasts: and ’tis well, <pb n="9" id="iii.iii-Page_9" />if by many cross tacks and veerings you arrive at the port; 
for we sleep in lions’ skins<note n="29" id="iii.iii-p8.1"><p class="normal" id="iii.iii-p9">That is, “in armour, in a state of military vigilance.” One 
of the Grecian chiefs used to represent open force by the “lion’s skin,” and policy 
by the “fox’s tail.”</p></note> in our progress unto virtue, and we slide not but climb 
unto it.</p>
                <p class="normal" id="iii.iii-p10">Sit not down in the popular forms and common level of virtues. 
Offer not only peace-offerings but holocausts unto <span class="sc" id="iii.iii-p10.1">God</span>: where all is due make no reserve, and cut not a cummin-seed with the 
<span class="sc" id="iii.iii-p10.2">Almighty</span>: to serve Him singly to serve 
ourselves, were too partial a piece of piety; not like to place us in the illustrious 
mansions of glory.</p>
                <hr style="margin-top:24pt; margin-bottom:12pt; width:20%" />
                <p class="normal" id="iii.iii-p11">REST not in an ovation<note n="30" id="iii.iii-p11.1"><p class="normal" id="iii.iii-p12">Ovation, a petty and minor kind of triumph. <i>Note to
the first edition</i>.</p></note> but a triumph over thy passions. 
Let anger walk hanging down the head; let malice <pb n="10" id="iii.iii-Page_10" />go manicled, and envy fetter’d after thee. Behold within thee 
the long train of thy trophies, not without thee. Make the quarrelling Lapithytes 
sleep, and Centaurs within lie quiet.<note n="31" id="iii.iii-p12.1"><p class="normal" id="iii.iii-p13">That is, “thy turbulent and irascible passions.” For the Lapithytes 
and Centaurs, see Ovid.</p></note> Chain up the unruly legion of thy 
breast. 
Lead thine own captivity captive, and he Cæsar within thyself.</p>
                <hr style="margin-top:24pt; margin-bottom:12pt; width:20%" />
                <p class="normal" id="iii.iii-p14">HE that is chast and continent not to
impair his strength, or honest for
fear of contagion, will hardly be
heroically virtuous. Adjourn not this virtue
until that temper, when Cato<note n="32" id="iii.iii-p14.1"><p class="normal" id="iii.iii-p15">The Censor, who is frequently confounded, and by 
<span class="sc" id="iii.iii-p15.1">Pope</span> 
amongst others, with Cato of Utica.</p></note> could lend
out his wife, and impotent satyrs write satyrs upon lust: but be chast in thy flaming
days, when Alexander dar’d not trust his <pb n="11" id="iii.iii-Page_11" />eyes upon the fair sisters of Darius, and when so many think 
there is no other way but Origen’s.</p>
                <hr style="margin-top:24pt; margin-bottom:12pt; width:20%" />
                <p class="normal" id="iii.iii-p16">SOW thy art in honesty, and lose
not thy virtue by the bad managery
of it. Be temperate and sober; not
to preserve your body in an ability for wanton ends; not to avoid the infamy of 
common transgressors that way, and thereby to
hope to expiate or palliate obscure and closer
vices; not to spare your purse, nor simply to
enjoy health: but in one word, that thereby
you may truly serve <span class="sc" id="iii.iii-p16.1">God</span>, which every sickness will tell you you cannot well do without
health. The sick man’s sacrifice is but a
lame oblation. Pious treasures laid up in
healthful days, plead for sick non-performances without which we must needs look 
back with anxiety upon the lost opportunities of health; and may have cause rather <pb n="12" id="iii.iii-Page_12" />to envy than pity the ends of penitent publick 
sufferers, who go with healthful 
prayers unto the last scene of their lives, and in the integrity of their 
faculties<note n="33" id="iii.iii-p16.2"><p class="normal" id="iii.iii-p17">“With their faculties unimpaired.”</p></note> return their spirit unto 
<span class="sc" id="iii.iii-p17.1">God</span> that gave it.</p>
                <hr style="margin-top:24pt; margin-bottom:12pt; width:20%" />
                <p class="normal" id="iii.iii-p18">BE charitable before wealth make
thee covetous, and lose not the glory of the mite. If riches increase, let thy mind hold pace with them;
and think it not enough to be liberal, but
munificent. Though a cup of cold water
from some hand may not be without its
reward, yet stick not thou for wine and oil
for the wounds of the distressed; and treat
the poor, as our <span class="sc" id="iii.iii-p18.1">Saviour</span> did the multitude, to the reliques of some baskets. 
Diffuse thy beneficence early, and while thy treasures call thee master: there may be an <pb n="13" id="iii.iii-Page_13" />Atropos<note n="34" id="iii.iii-p18.2"><p class="normal" id="iii.iii-p19">Atropos is the lady of destiny that cuts the thread of 
life.</p></note> of thy fortunes before that of thy life, and thy wealth 
cut off before that hour, when all men shall be poor; for the justice of death 
looks equally upon the dead, and Charon expects no more from Alexander than from 
Irus.</p>
                <hr style="margin-top:24pt; margin-bottom:12pt; width:20%" />
                <p class="normal" id="iii.iii-p20">GIVE not only unto seven, but also
unto eight, that is, unto more than
many.<note n="35" id="iii.iii-p20.1"><p class="normal" id="iii.iii-p21">Ecclesiasticus.</p></note> Though to give unto
every one that asketh may seem severe
advice,<note n="36" id="iii.iii-p21.1"><p class="normal" id="iii.iii-p22">Luke.</p></note> yet give thou also before asking;
that is, where want is silently clamorous,
and men’s necessities not their tongues do
loudly call for thy mercies. For though sometimes necessitousness be dumb, or 
misery speak not out, yet true charity is sagacious,
and will find out hints for beneficence. <pb n="14" id="iii.iii-Page_14" />Acquaint thyself with the physiognomy of want, and let the dead colours 
and first lines of necessity suffice to tell thee there is an object for 
thy bounty. Spare not where thou canst not easily be prodigal, and fear 
not to be undone by mercy; for since he who hath pity on the poor lendeth 
unto the Almighty rewarder, who observes no ides<note n="37" id="iii.iii-p22.1"><p class="normal" id="iii.iii-p23">’ The ides was the time when money lent out at interest 
was commonly repaid.</p>
<verse id="iii.iii-p23.1">
<l class="t2" id="iii.iii-p23.2"><span lang="LA" id="iii.iii-p23.3">Fœnerator Alphius</span></l>
<l class="t1" id="iii.iii-p23.4"><span lang="LA" id="iii.iii-p23.5">Suam religit Idibus pecuniam</span>,</l>
<l class="t2" id="iii.iii-p23.6"><span lang="LA" id="iii.iii-p23.7">Quætrit calendis ponere.</span></l></verse>
<p class="right" id="iii.iii-p24"><span class="sc" style="margin-right:40%" id="iii.iii-p24.1">Hor.</span></p>
</note> 
but every day for his 
payments, charity becomes pious usury, Christian liberality the most thriving 
industry; and what we adventure in a cockboat may return in a carrack unto 
us. He who thus casts his bread upon the water, shall surely find it again; for though it falleth to the bottom, it 
sinks but like the ax of the prophet, 
to rise again unto him.</p>
                <hr style="margin-top:24pt; margin-bottom:12pt; width:20%" />
                <p class="normal" id="iii.iii-p25">IF avarice be thy vice, yet make it not thy punishment. Miserable 
men commiserate not themselves, bowelless unto others, and merciless unto their 
own bowels. Let the fruition of things bless the possession 
of them, and think it more satisfaction to live richly than die rich. For since 
thy good works, not thy goods, will follow thee; since wealth is an appertinance 
of life, and no dead man is rich; to famish in plenty, and live poorly, to die 
rich, were a multiplying improvement in madness, and use upon use in folly.</p>
                <hr style="margin-top:24pt; margin-bottom:12pt; width:20%" />
                <p class="normal" id="iii.iii-p26">TRUST not to the omnipotency of
gold, and say not unto it thou art
my confidence. Kiss not thy hand
to that terrestrial sun, nor bore thy ear unto
its servitude. A slave unto mammon makes <pb n="16" id="iii.iii-Page_16" />no servant unto 
<span class="sc" id="iii.iii-p26.1">God</span>. Covetousness cracks the sinews of faith; numbs the 
apprehension of any thing above 
sense; and only affected with the certainty 
of things present, makes a peradventure of things to come; lives but unto one world, 
nor hopes but fears another; makes their own death sweet unto others, bitter unto 
themselves; brings formal sadness, scenical mourning, and no wet eyes at the grave.</p>
                <hr style="margin-top:24pt; margin-bottom:12pt; width:20%" />
                <p class="normal" id="iii.iii-p27">PERSONS lightly dipt, not grain’d<note n="38" id="iii.iii-p27.1"><p class="normal" id="iii.iii-p28">Not deeply tinged, not died in grain.</p></note>
in generous honesty, are but pale in
goodness, and faint hued in integrity. But be thou what thou virtuously
art, and let not the ocean wash away thy
tincture. Stand magnetically<note n="39" id="iii.iii-p28.1"><p class="normal" id="iii.iii-p29">That is, “with a position as immutable as 
that of the magnetical 
axis,” which is popularly supposed to be invariably parallel to the meridian, or 
to stand exactly north and south.</p></note> upon that <pb n="17" id="iii.iii-Page_17" />axis, when prudent 
simplicity hath fixt there; and let 
no attraction invert the poles of thy honesty. That vice may be uneasy and 
even monstrous unto thee, let iterated good ads and long confirmed habits 
make virtue almost natural, or a second nature in thee. Since virtuous superstructions 
have commonly generous foundations, dive into thy inclinations, and early 
discover what nature bids thee to be, or tells thee thou may’st be. They 
who thus timely descend into themselves, and cultivate the good seeds which 
nature hath set in them, prove not shrubs but cedars in their generation. 
And to be in the form of the best of the bad, or the worst of the good,<note n="40" id="iii.iii-p29.1"><p class="normal" id="iii.iii-p30"><span lang="LA" id="iii.iii-p30.1">Optimi malorum pessimi bonorum</span>. <i>First 
edit</i>.</p></note> 
will be no satisfaction unto them.</p>
                <hr style="margin-top:24pt; margin-bottom:12pt; width:20%" />
                <p class="normal" id="iii.iii-p31">MAKE not the consequence of virtue the ends thereof. Be not beneficent 
for a name or cymbal of applause; nor exalt and just in commerce for the advantages 
of trust and credit, which attend the reputation of true and punctual dealing: for 
these rewards, though unsought for, plain virtue will bring with her. To have other 
by-ends in good actions sowers laudable performances, which must have deeper roots, 
motives, and instigations, to give them the stamp of virtues.</p>
                <hr style="margin-top:24pt; margin-bottom:12pt; width:20%" />
                <p class="normal" id="iii.iii-p32">LET not the law of thy country be
the non ultra of thy honesty; nor
think that always good enough
which the law will make good. Narrow
not the law of charity, equity, mercy. Join
gospel righteousness with legal right. Be <pb n="19" id="iii.iii-Page_19" />not a mere Gamaliel in the faith, but let the sermon in the mount be 
thy Targum<note n="41" id="iii.iii-p32.1"><p class="normal" id="iii.iii-p33">A paraphrase or amplification.</p></note> unto the law of Sinai.</p>
                <hr style="margin-top:24pt; margin-bottom:12pt; width:20%" />
                <p class="normal" id="iii.iii-p34">LIVE by old ethicks and the classical rules of honesty. Put no new
names or notions upon authentick
virtues and vices. Think not, that morality
is ambulatory; that vices in one age are not
vices in another; or that virtues, which are
under the everlasting seal of right reason,
may be stamped by opinion. And therefore though vicious times invert the opinions
of things, and set up new ethicks against
virtue, yet hold thou unto old morality;
and rather than follow a multitude to do
evil, stand like Pompey’s pillar conspicuous
by thyself, and single in integrity. And
since the worst of times afford imitable examples of virtue; since no deluge of vice <pb n="20" id="iii.iii-Page_20" />is like to be so general but more than eight will escape;<note n="42" id="iii.iii-p34.1"><p class="normal" id="iii.iii-p35">Alluding to 
the flood of Noah.</p></note> 
eye well those heroes who have held their heads above water, who have touched pitch 
and not been defiled, and in the common contagion have remained uncorrupted.</p>
                <hr style="margin-top:24pt; margin-bottom:12pt; width:20%" />
                <p class="normal" id="iii.iii-p36">LET age not envy draw wrinkles on thy cheeks; be content to be 
envy’d, but envy not. Emulation
may be plausible and indignation allowable,
but admit no treaty with that passion which
no circumstance can make good. A displacency at the good of others because they
enjoy it, though not unworthy of it, is an absurd depravity, sticking fast unto corrupted nature, and often too hard for humility and charity, the great suppressors of
envy. This surely is a lion not to be strangled but by Hercules himself, or the <pb n="21" id="iii.iii-Page_21" />
highest stress of our minds, and an atom of that power which 
subdueth all things unto itself.</p>
                <hr style="margin-top:24pt; margin-bottom:12pt; width:20%" />
                <p class="normal" id="iii.iii-p37">WE not thy humility unto humiliation from adversity, but look
humbly down in that state when
others look upwards upon thee. Think
not thy own shadow longer than that of
others, nor delight to take the altitude of
thyself. Be patient in the age of pride,
when men live by short intervals of reason
under the dominion of humor and passion,
when it’s in the power of every one to
transform thee out of thyself, and run thee
into the short madness. If you cannot imitate <span class="sc" id="iii.iii-p37.1">Job</span>, yet come not short of 
<span class="sc" id="iii.iii-p37.2">Socrates</span>,<note n="43" id="iii.iii-p37.3">
<verse id="iii.iii-p37.4">
<l class="t1" id="iii.iii-p37.5">—<span lang="LA" id="iii.iii-p37.6">Dulcique fenex vicinus Hymetto,</span></l>
<l class="t1" id="iii.iii-p37.7"><span lang="LA" id="iii.iii-p37.8">Qui partem acceptæ sæva inter vincla cicutæ,</span></l>
<l class="t1" id="iii.iii-p37.9"><span lang="LA" id="iii.iii-p37.10">Accusatori nollet dare.</span></l>
</verse>

<p class="right" id="iii.iii-p38">Juv.</p>

<verse id="iii.iii-p38.1">
<l class="t1" id="iii.iii-p38.2">Not so mild Thales, nor Chrysippus thought;</l>
<l class="t1" id="iii.iii-p38.3">Nor the good man who drank the pois’nous draught</l>
<l class="t1" id="iii.iii-p38.4">With mind serene, and could not wish to see </l>
<l class="t1" id="iii.iii-p38.5">His vile accuser drink as deep as he:</l>
<l class="t1" id="iii.iii-p38.6">Exalted Socrates!—</l></verse>
<p class="right" id="iii.iii-p39"><span class="sc" id="iii.iii-p39.1">Creech</span>.</p>
</note> <pb n="22" id="iii.iii-Page_22" />and those patient Pagans who tired the tongues of their enemies, 
while they perceived they spit their malice at brazen walls and statues.</p>
                <hr style="margin-top:24pt; margin-bottom:12pt; width:20%" />
                <p class="normal" id="iii.iii-p40">LET not the sun in capricorn<note n="44" id="iii.iii-p40.1"><p class="normal" id="iii.iii-p41">Even when the days are shortest. <i>First edit.</i></p></note> go
down upon thy wrath, but write thy wrongs in ashes. Draw the
curtain of night upon injuries, shut them
up in the tower of oblivion,<note n="45" id="iii.iii-p41.1"><p class="normal" id="iii.iii-p42">Alluding unto the tower of oblivion mentioned by Procopius, 
which was the name of a tower of imprisonment among the Persians: whoever was put 
therein was as it were buried alive, and it was death for any but to name him.
<i>First edit</i>.</p></note> and let them
be as though they had not been. To forgive our enemies, yet hope that 
<span class="sc" id="iii.iii-p42.1">God</span> will
punish them, is not to forgive enough. To forgive them ourselves, and not to 
pray <span class="sc" id="iii.iii-p42.2">God </span><pb n="23" id="iii.iii-Page_23" />to forgive them, is a partial piece of charity. Forgive thine 
enemies totally, and without any reserve that, however, <span class="sc" id="iii.iii-p42.3">God</span> will revenge thee.</p>
                <hr style="margin-top:24pt; margin-bottom:12pt; width:20%" />
                <p class="normal" id="iii.iii-p43">WHILE thou so hotly disclaimest the
devil, be not guilty of diabolism.
Fall not into one name with that
unclean spirit, nor act his nature whom
thou so much abhorrest; that is, to accuse,
calumniate, backbite, whisper, detract, or sinistrously interpret others. Degenerous
depravities, and narrow-minded vices! not
only below St. <span class="sc" id="iii.iii-p43.1">Paul's</span> noble Christian but
<span class="sc" id="iii.iii-p43.2">Aristotle's</span> true gentleman.<note n="46" id="iii.iii-p43.3"><p class="normal" id="iii.iii-p44">See Aritiotle’s Ethicks, chapter of Magnanimity. <i>Note to the 
first edit.</i></p></note> Trust not
with some that the epistle of St. <span class="sc" id="iii.iii-p44.1">James</span>
is apocryphal, and so read with less fear
that stabbing truth, that in company with
this vice “thy religion is in vain.” <span class="sc" id="iii.iii-p44.2">Moses</span>
broke the tables, without breaking of the <pb n="24" id="iii.iii-Page_24" />law; but where charity is broke, the law itself is shattered, 
which cannot be whole without <span class="sc" id="iii.iii-p44.3">Love</span>, which is “the fulfilling of it.” Look humbly 
upon thy virtues; and though thou art rich in some, yet think thyself poor and 
naked without that crowning grace, which “thinketh no evil, which envieth not, 
which beareth, hopeth, believeth, endureth all things.” With these 
sure graces, 
while busy tongues are crying out for a drop of cold water, mutes may be in happiness, 
and sing the Trisagion<note n="47" id="iii.iii-p44.4"><p class="normal" id="iii.iii-p45">Holy, holy, holy. <i>First edit.</i></p></note> in heaven.</p>
                <hr style="margin-top:24pt; margin-bottom:12pt; width:20%" />
                <p class="normal" id="iii.iii-p46">HOWEVER thy understanding may
waver in the theories of true and
false, yet fasten the rudder of thy
will, steer straight unto good and fall not foul on evil. Imagination is apt to rove,
and conjecture to keep no bounds. Some
have run out so far, as to fancy the stars <pb n="25" id="iii.iii-Page_25" />might be but the light of the crystalline heaven 
shot 
through perforations on the bodies of the orbs. Others more ingeniously 
doubt whether there hath not been a vast tract of land in the Atlantick ocean, 
which earthquakes and violent causes have long ago devoured. Speculative 
misapprehensions may be innocuous, but immorality pernicious; theorical 
mistakes and physical deviations may condemn our judgments, not lead us 
into judgment. But perversity of will, immoral and sinful enormities 
walk with Adraste and Nemesis<note n="48" id="iii.iii-p46.1"><p class="normal" id="iii.iii-p47">The powers of vengeance.</p></note> at their backs, 
pursue us unto 
judgment, and leave us viciously miserable.</p>
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                <p class="normal" id="iii.iii-p48">BID early defiance unto those vices
which are of thine inward family,
and having a root in thy temper
plead a right and propriety in thee. Raise <pb n="26" id="iii.iii-Page_26" />timely batteries against those 
strong holds built upon the rock 
of nature, and make this a great part of the militia of thy life. Delude not 
thyself 
into iniquities from participation or community, which abate the sense but not the 
obliquity of them. To conceive sins less, or less of sins, because others also 
transgress, 
were morally to commit that natural fallacy of man, to take comfort from society, 
and think adversities less because others also suffer them. The politick nature of vice must be opposed by policy; and, therefore, 
wiser homilies project and plot against it: wherein, notwithstanding, we are not 
to rest in generals, or the trite stratagems of art. That may succeed with one, 
which may prove successless with another: there is no community or commonweal of 
virtue: every man must study his own œconomy, and adapt such rules unto the figure 
of himself.</p>
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                <p class="normal" id="iii.iii-p49">BE substantially great in thyself, and
more than thou appearest unto others; and let the world be deceived in thee, as they are in the lights of
heaven. Hang early plummets upon the
heels of pride, and let ambition have but
an epicycle<note n="49" id="iii.iii-p49.1"><p class="normal" id="iii.iii-p50">An epicycle is a small revolution made by one 
planet in the wider orbit of another planet. The meaning is, “Let
not ambition form thy circle of action, but move upon 
other principles; and let ambition only operate as something extrinsick 
and adventitious.”</p></note> and narrow circuit in thee.
Measure not thyself by thy morning shadow,
but by the extent of thy grave; and reckon
thyself above the earth, by the line thou
must be contented with under it. Spread
not into boundless expansions either of designs or desires. Think not that mankind
liveth but for a few; and that the rest are
born but to serve those ambitions, which
make but flies of men and wildernesses of
whole nations. Swell not into vehement <pb n="28" id="iii.iii-Page_28" />actions which imbroil and confound the earth; but be 
one of those violent ones which force the kingdom of heaven.<note n="50" id="iii.iii-p50.1"><p class="normal" id="iii.iii-p51"><scripRef id="iii.iii-p51.1" passage="Matthew xi." parsed="|Matt|11|0|0|0" osisRef="Bible:Matt.11">Matthew xi.</scripRef></p></note> If thou must 
needs rule, be <span class="sc" id="iii.iii-p51.2">Zeno's</span> king,<note n="51" id="iii.iii-p51.3"><p class="normal" id="iii.iii-p52">That is, “the king of the Stoics,” whole founder was
<span class="sc" id="iii.iii-p52.1">Zeno</span>, and who held, that the wife man alone had power and royalty.</p></note> and enjoy that empire which every 
man gives himself. He who is thus his own monarch contentedly sways the scepter of himself, not envying the glory of crowned heads and elohims of 
the earth. Could the world unite in the practise of that despised train 
of virtues, which the divine ethicks of our <span class="sc" id="iii.iii-p52.2">Saviour</span> hath so inculcated upon 
us, the furious face of things must disappear; Eden would be yet to be 
found, and the angels might look down, not with pity, but joy upon us.</p>
                <hr style="margin-top:24pt; margin-bottom:12pt; width:20%" />
                <p class="normal" id="iii.iii-p53">THOUGH the quickness of thine
ear were able to reach the noise of
the moon, which some think it
maketh in its rapid revolution; though the
number of thy ears should equal Argus his
eyes; yet stop them all with the wise man’s
wax,<note n="52" id="iii.iii-p53.1"><p class="normal" id="iii.iii-p54">Alluding to the Dory of Ulysses, who stopped the ears of his companions 
with wax when they passed by the Sirens.</p></note> and be deaf unto the suggestions
of tale-bearers, calumniators, pickthank or
malevolent delators, who, while quiet men
sleep, sowing the tares of discord and division, distract the tranquillity of charity and all friendly society. 
These are the tongues that set the world on fire, cankers of reputation, and, like 
that of <i>Jonas</i> his gourd, wither a good name in a night. Evil spirits may 
sit still, while 
these spirits walk about and perform the business of hell. To speak more strictly, 
our corrupted hearts are the factories of the devil, which may be at <pb n="30" id="iii.iii-Page_30" />work without his presence; for when that circumventing spirit 
hath drawn malice, envy, and all unrighteousness unto well rooted habits in his 
disciples, iniquity then goes on upon its own legs; and if the gate of hell were 
shut up for a time, vice would still be fertile and produce the fruits of hell. 
Thus when <span class="sc" id="iii.iii-p54.1">God</span> forsakes us, Satan also leaves us: for such offenders he looks upon as 
sure and sealed up, and his temptations then needless unto them.</p>
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                <p class="normal" id="iii.iii-p55">ANNIHILATE not the mercies of <span class="sc" id="iii.iii-p55.1">God</span> by the oblivion of ingratitude: for oblivion is a kind of annihilation; and for things 
to be as though they had not been, is like unto never being. Make not thy head a 
grave, but a repository of <span class="sc" id="iii.iii-p55.2">God’s</span> mercies. Though thou hadst the memory of Seneca, 
or Simonides, and conscience the punctual memorist within us, <pb n="31" id="iii.iii-Page_31" />yet trust not to thy remembrance in things which need phylacteries.<note n="53" id="iii.iii-p55.3"><p class="normal" id="iii.iii-p56">A phylactery is a writing bound upon the forehead, containing 
something to be kept constantly in mind. This was practised by the Jewish doctors 
with regard to the Mosaic law.</p></note> Register not only strange, but merciful occurrences. Let Ephemerides not Olympiads<note n="54" id="iii.iii-p56.1"><p class="normal" id="iii.iii-p57">Particular journals of every day, not abstracts 
comprehending several years under one notation. An Ephemeris is a diary, an Olympiad 
is the space of four years.</p></note> 
give thee account of his mercies: let thy diaries stand thick with dutiful mementos 
and asterisks of acknowledgment. And to be compleat and forget nothing, date not 
his mercy from thy nativity; look beyond the world, and before the æra of
<span class="sc" id="iii.iii-p57.1">Adam</span>.</p>
                <hr style="margin-top:24pt; margin-bottom:12pt; width:20%" />
                <p class="normal" id="iii.iii-p58">PAINT not the sepulcher of thy self,
and strive not to beautify thy corruption. Be not an advocate for
thy vices, nor call for many hour-glasses<note n="55" id="iii.iii-p58.1"><p class="normal" id="iii.iii-p59">That is, “do not speak much or long in justification of “thy faults.” The antient pleaders talked by a Clepsydra, 
or measurer of time.</p></note> to <pb n="32" id="iii.iii-Page_32" />justify thy imperfections. Think not that always good 
which thou thinkest thou canst always make good, nor that concealed which 
the sun doth not behold: that which the sun doth not now see, will be 
visible when the sun is out, and the stars are fallen from heaven. Mean 
while there is no darkness unto conscience; which can see without light, 
and in the deepest obscurity give a clear draught of things, which the cloud 
of dissimulation hath conceal’d from all eyes. There is a natural standing 
court within us, examining, acquitting, and condemning at the tribunal of 
ourselves; wherein iniquities have their natural thetas<note n="56" id="iii.iii-p59.1"><p class="normal" id="iii.iii-p60"><span lang="EL" class="Greek" id="iii.iii-p60.1">Θ</span> a theta inscribed upon the judge’s tessera 
or ballot was a mark for death or capital condemnation.</p></note> and no nocent 
is absolved by the verdict of himself.<note n="57" id="iii.iii-p60.2">
<verse id="iii.iii-p60.3">
<l class="t4" id="iii.iii-p60.4">—<span lang="LA" id="iii.iii-p60.5">Se</span></l>
<l class="t1" id="iii.iii-p60.6"><span lang="LA" id="iii.iii-p60.7">Judice nemo nocens absolvitur</span>.</l></verse>
<p class="right" style="margin-right:40%" id="iii.iii-p61"><span class="sc" id="iii.iii-p61.1">Juv</span>.</p></note>
And therefore although 
our transgressions shall be tried at the last bar, the process need <pb n="33" id="iii.iii-Page_33" />not be long: for the Judge of all knoweth all, and every man 
will nakedly know himself; and when so few are like to plead not guilty, the assize 
must soon have an end.</p>
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                <p class="normal" id="iii.iii-p62">COMPLY with some humours, bear
with others, but serve none. Civil
complacency consists with decent
honesty: Flattery is a juggler, and no kin
unto sincerity. But while thou maintainest
the plain path, and scornest to flatter others,
fall not into self-adulation, and become not
thine own parasite. Be deaf unto thyself,
and be not betrayed at home. Self-credulity, pride, and levity lead unto self-idolatry.
There is no Damocles<note n="58" id="iii.iii-p62.1"><p class="normal" id="iii.iii-p63">Damocles was a flatterer of Dionysius.</p></note> like unto self-opinion, nor any Siren to our own fawning
conceptions. To magnify our minor things,
or hug ourselves in our apparitions;<note n="59" id="iii.iii-p63.1"><p class="normal" id="iii.iii-p64">Appearances without realities.</p></note> to <pb n="34" id="iii.iii-Page_34" />
afford a credulous ear unto the clawing<note n="60" id="iii.iii-p64.1"><p class="normal" id="iii.iii-p65">Tickling, flattering. A clawback is an old word for 
a flatterer. Jewel calls some writers for popery “the pope's clawbacks.”</p></note> suggestions 
of fancy; to pass our days in painted mistakes of ourselves; and tho’ 
we behold our own blood,<note n="61" id="iii.iii-p65.1"><p class="normal" id="iii.iii-p66">That is, “though we bleed when we are
wounded, though we find in ourselves the imperfections of humanity.”</p></note> to think ourselves the sons of Jupiter;<note n="62" id="iii.iii-p66.1"><p class="normal" id="iii.iii-p67">As Alexander the Great did. <i>First edit.</i></p></note> are blandishments of self-love, 
worse than outward delusion. By this 
imposture wise men sometimes are mistaken in their elevation, and look above 
themselves. And fools, which are antipodes<note n="63" id="iii.iii-p67.1"><p class="normal" id="iii.iii-p68">Opposites.</p></note> unto the wise, conceive 
themselves 
to be but their Periœci,<note n="64" id="iii.iii-p68.1"><p class="normal" id="iii.iii-p69">Only placed at a distance in the same line.</p></note> and in the 
same parallel with them.</p>
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                <p class="normal" id="iii.iii-p70">BE not a Hercules furens abroad, and
a poltron within thyself. To chase
our enemies out of the field, and
be led captive by our vices; to beat down
our foes, and fall down to our concupiscences; are solecisms in moral schools, and no
laurel attends them. To well manage our
affections, and wild horses of Plato, are the
highest Circenses:<note n="65" id="iii.iii-p70.1"><p class="normal" id="iii.iii-p71">Circenses were Roman horse-races.</p></note> and the noblest digladiation<note n="66" id="iii.iii-p71.1"><p class="normal" id="iii.iii-p72">Fencing-match.</p></note> is in the theatre of ourselves; for
therein our inward antagonists, not only
like common gladiators, with ordinary weapons and down-right blows make at us, but
also, like retiary and laqueary<note n="67" id="iii.iii-p72.1"><p class="normal" id="iii.iii-p73">The <span lang="LA" id="iii.iii-p73.1">Retiarius</span> or 
<span lang="LA" id="iii.iii-p73.2">Laquearius</span> was a prize-fighter, who entangled 
his opponent in a net, which by some dexterous management he threw upon him.</p></note> combatants,
with nets, frauds, and entanglements, fall
upon us. Weapons for such combats are <pb n="36" id="iii.iii-Page_36" />not to be forged at Lipara:<note n="68" id="iii.iii-p73.3"><p class="normal" id="iii.iii-p74">The Liparæan islands, near Italy, being volcanos, were fabled 
to contain the forges of the Cyclops.</p></note> Vulcan’s art doth nothing 
in this internal militia; wherein not the armour of Achilles, but the armature 
of <span class="sc" id="iii.iii-p74.1">St. Paul</span>, gives the glorious day, and triumphs not leading up into capitols, 
but up into the highest heavens. And, therefore, while so many think it 
the only valour to command and master others, study thou the dominion of 
thyself, and quiet thine own commotions. Let right reason be thy Lycurgus,<note n="69" id="iii.iii-p74.2"><p class="normal" id="iii.iii-p75">Thy lawgiver.</p></note> 
and lift up thy hand unto the law of it: move by the intelligences of the superiour faculties, not by the rapt of passion, nor merely by that of temper 
and constitution. They who are merely carried on by the wheel of such inclinations, 
without the hand and guidance of sovereign reason, are but the automatous<note n="70" id="iii.iii-p75.1"><p class="normal" id="iii.iii-p76">Moved not by choice, but by some mechanical impulse.</p></note> 
part of mankind, rather lived than living, or at least underliving themselves.</p>
                <hr style="margin-top:24pt; margin-bottom:12pt; width:20%" />
                <p class="normal" id="iii.iii-p77">LET not fortune, which hath no name in Scripture, have any in 
thy divinity. Let <span class="sc" id="iii.iii-p77.1">Providence</span>, not chance, have the honour of 
thy acknowledgments, and be thy Œdipus in contingences. Mark well the paths 
and winding ways thereof; but be not too wise in the construction, or sudden 
in the application. The hand of <span class="sc" id="iii.iii-p77.2">Providence</span> writes often by abbreviatures, 
hieroglyphicks or short characters, which, like the Laconism<note n="71" id="iii.iii-p77.3"><p class="normal" id="iii.iii-p78">The short sentence written on the wall of 
Belshazzar. See 
Daniel.</p></note> on the wall, 
are not to be made out but by a hint or key from that <span class="sc" id="iii.iii-p78.1">Spirit</span> which indited 
them. Leave future occurrences to their uncertainties, think that which 
is present thy own; and since it is easier to foretel an eclipse, than 
a soul day, at some distance, look for little regular below. Attend with 
patience the uncertainty of things, and what <pb n="38" id="iii.iii-Page_38" />lieth yet unexerted in the chaos of futurity. The uncertainty and ignorance 
of things to come, makes the world new unto us by unexpected emergencies; whereby we 
pass not our days in the trite road of affairs affording no 
novity; for the novelizing spirit of man lives by variety, and the new 
faces of things.</p>
                <hr style="margin-top:24pt; margin-bottom:12pt; width:20%" />
                <p class="normal" id="iii.iii-p79">THOUGH a contented mind enlargeth the dimension of little things;
and unto some ’tis wealth enough
not to be poor; and others are well content, if they be but rich enough to be honest,
and to give every man his due yet fall not
into that obsolete affectation of bravery, to
throw away thy money, and to reject all
honours or honourable stations in this courtly and splendid world. Old generosity is superannuated, and such contempt
of the world out of date. No man is now
like to refuse the favour of great ones, or <pb n="39" id="iii.iii-Page_39" />be content to say unto princes, 
stand out of my sun.<note n="72" id="iii.iii-p79.1"><p class="normal" id="iii.iii-p80">This was the answer made by Diogenes to Alexander, who asked him 
what he had to request.</p></note> And if any 
there be of such antiquated resolutions, they are not like to be tempted out of 
them by great ones; and ’tis fair if they escape the name of hypocondriacks from 
the genius of latter times, unto whom contempt of the world is the most contemptible 
opinion; and to be able, like Bias, to carry all they have about them were to be 
the eighth wise-man. However, the old tetrick philosophers<note n="73" id="iii.iii-p80.1"><p class="normal" id="iii.iii-p81">Sour, morose.</p></note> look’d always 
with indignation upon such a face of things; and observing the unnatural current 
of riches, power, and honour in the world, and withal the imperfection and demerit 
of persons often advanced unto them, were tempted unto angry opinions, that affairs 
were ordered more by stars than reason, and that things went on rather by lottery 
than election.</p>
                <pb n="40" id="iii.iii-Page_40" />
                <hr style="margin-top:24pt; margin-bottom:12pt; width:20%" />
                <p class="normal" id="iii.iii-p82">IF thy vessel be but small in the
ocean of this world, if meanness
of possessions be thy allotment upon
earth, forget not those virtues which the
great disposer of all bids thee to entertain
from thy quality and condition; that is, submission, humility, content of mind, 
and industry. Content may dwell in all stations.
To be low, but above contempt, may be
high enough to be happy. But many of
low degree may be higher than computed,
and some cubits above the common commensuration; for in all states virtue gives
qualifications and allowances, which make
out defects. Rough diamonds are sometimes mistaken for pebbles; and meanness
may be rich in accomplishments, which
riches in vain desire. If our merits be
above our stations, if our intrinsecal value
be greater than what we go for, or our
value than our valuation, and if we stand <pb n="41" id="iii.iii-Page_41" />higher in 
<span class="sc" id="iii.iii-p82.1">God's</span>, than in the Censor’s book;<note n="74" id="iii.iii-p82.2"><p class="normal" id="iii.iii-p83">The book in which the
<span lang="LA" id="iii.iii-p83.1">Census</span>, or account of every man’s estate, was registered 
among the Romans.</p></note> it may make 
some 
equitable balance in the inequalities of this world, and there may be no such 
vast chasm or gulph between disparities as common measures determine. The 
<span class="sc" id="iii.iii-p83.2">Divine</span> eye 
looks upon high and low differently from that of man. They who seem to stand upon 
Olympus,<note n="75" id="iii.iii-p83.3"><p class="normal" id="iii.iii-p84">An high mountain.</p></note> and high mounted unto our eyes, may be but in the valleys, and low ground 
unto his; for he looks upon those as highest who nearest approach his 
<span class="sc" id="iii.iii-p84.1">Divinity</span>, 
and upon those as lowest who are farthest from it.</p>
                <hr style="margin-top:24pt; margin-bottom:12pt; width:20%" />
                <p class="normal" id="iii.iii-p85">WHEN thou lookest upon the imperfections of others, allow 
one eye for what is laudable in them, and <pb n="42" id="iii.iii-Page_42" />the balance they have from some excellency, which may render 
them considerable. While we look with fear or hatred upon the teeth of the viper, 
we may behold his eye with love. In venemous natures something may be amiable: 
poisons afford antipoisons: nothing is totally, or altogether uselessly bad. Notable 
virtues are sometimes dashed with notorious vices, and in some vicious tempers have 
been found illustrious acts of virtue; which makes such observable worth in some 
actions of king Demetrius, Antonius, and Ahab, as are not to be found in the fame 
kind in Aristides, Numa, or David. Constancy, generosity, clemency, and liberality, 
have been highly conspicuous in some persons not mark’d out in other concerns for 
example or imitation. But since goodness is exemplary in all, if others have not 
our virtues, let us not be wanting in theirs; nor scorning them for their vices 
whereof we are free, be condemned by their virtues wherein we <pb n="43" id="iii.iii-Page_43" />are deficient. There is dross, alloy, and embasement 
in all human tempers; and he flieth without wings, who thinks to find ophir 
or pure metal in any. For perfection is not, like light, center’d in any 
one body; but, like the dispersed seminalities of vegetables at the creation, 
scattered through the whole mass of the earth, no place producing all, 
and almost all some. So that ’tis well, if a perfect man can be made out 
of many men, and, to the perfect eye of <span class="sc" id="iii.iii-p85.1">God</span>, even out of mankind. Time, which perfects some things, imperfects also others. Could we intimately apprehend 
the ideated man, and as he flood in the intellect of <span class="sc" id="iii.iii-p85.2">God</span> upon the first exertion 
by creation, we might more narrowly comprehend our present degeneration, 
and how widely we are fallen from the pure exemplar and idea of our nature: for after this corruptive elongation from a primitive and pure creation, 
we are almost lost in degeneration; and <span class="sc" id="iii.iii-p85.3">Adam</span> hath not only fallen from 
his <span class="sc" id="iii.iii-p85.4">Creator, </span><pb n="44" id="iii.iii-Page_44" />but
we ourselves from <span class="sc" id="iii.iii-p85.5">Adam</span>, our Tycho<note n="76" id="iii.iii-p85.6"><p class="normal" id="iii.iii-p86"><span lang="LA" id="iii.iii-p86.1"><span lang="EL" class="Greek" id="iii.iii-p86.2">Ὁ τύχων </span>qui facit, <span lang="EL" class="Greek" id="iii.iii-p86.3">Ὁ τύχων </span> qui adeptus est</span>: he that makes, or 
he that possesses; as Adam might be said to contain within him the race of mankind.</p></note> and primary generator.</p>
                <hr style="margin-top:24pt; margin-bottom:12pt; width:20%" />
                <p class="normal" id="iii.iii-p87">QUARREL not rashly with adversities not yet understood; and overlook not the mercies often bound
up in them: for we consider not sufficiently the good of evils, nor fairly compute the mercies of 
<span class="sc" id="iii.iii-p87.1">Providence</span> in things
afflictive at first hand. The famous Andreas Doria being invited to a feast by
Aloysio Fieschi with design to kill him,
just the night before fell mercifully into a
fit of the gout and so escaped that mischief.
When Cato intended to kill himself, from
a blow which he gave his servant, who
would not reach his sword unto him, his
hand so swell’d that he had much ado to <pb n="45" id="iii.iii-Page_45" />effect his design. Hereby any one but a resolved Stoick might 
have taken a fair hint of consideration, and that some merciful genius would have 
contrived his preservation. To be sagacious in such intercurrences is not 
superstition, 
but wary and pious discretion; and to contemn such hints were to be deaf unto the 
speaking hand of <span class="sc" id="iii.iii-p87.2">God</span>, wherein Socrates and Cardan<note n="77" id="iii.iii-p87.3"><p class="normal" id="iii.iii-p88">Socrates, and Cardan, perhaps in imitation of him, talked of 
an attendant spirit or genius, that hinted from time to time how they should act.</p></note> would hardly have been 
mistaken.</p>
                <hr style="margin-top:24pt; margin-bottom:12pt; width:20%" />
                <p class="normal" id="iii.iii-p89">BREAK not open the gate of destruction, and make no haste or
bustle unto ruin. Post not heedlessly on unto the <span lang="LA" id="iii.iii-p89.1">non ultra</span> of folly, or
precipice of perdition. Let vicious ways
have their tropicks<note n="78" id="iii.iii-p89.2"><p class="normal" id="iii.iii-p90">The tropick is the point where the sun turns back.</p></note> and deflexions, and 
swim in the waters of sin but as in the <pb n="46" id="iii.iii-Page_46" />Asphaltick lake,<note n="79" id="iii.iii-p90.1"><p class="normal" id="iii.iii-p91">The lake of Sodom; the waters of which being very 
salt, and, therefore, heavy, will scarcely suffer an animal to sink.</p></note> though 
smeared and defiled, not to sink to the bottom. 
If thou hast dipt thy foot in the brink, yet venture not over Rubicon.<note n="80" id="iii.iii-p91.1"><p class="normal" id="iii.iii-p92">The river, by crossing which Cæsar declared war against 
the senate.</p></note> 
Run not into extremities from whence there is no regression. In the vicious 
ways of the world it mercifully falleth out that we become not extempore 
wicked, but it taketh some time and pains to undo ourselves. We fall not 
from virtue, like Vulcan from heaven, in a day. Bad dispositions require 
some time to grow into bad habits; bad habits must undermine good, and often 
repeated acts make us habitually evil: so that by gradual depravations, 
and while we are but staggeringly evil, we are not left without parentheses 
of considerations, thoughtful rebukes, and merciful interventions, to recal 
us unto <pb n="47" id="iii.iii-Page_47" />ourselves. For the wisdom of <span class="sc" id="iii.iii-p92.1">God</span> hath methodiz’d 
the course of things unto the best advantage of goodness, and thinking considerators overlook 
not the tract thereof.</p>
                <hr style="margin-top:24pt; margin-bottom:12pt; width:20%" />
                <p class="normal" id="iii.iii-p93">SINCE men and women have their proper virtues and vices; and 
even twins of different sexes have not only distinct coverings in the womb, but differing 
qualities and virtuous habits after; transplace not their proprieties, nor confound 
not their distinctions. Let masculine and feminine accomplishments shine in their 
proper orbs, and adorn their respective subjects. However unite not the vices of both 
sexes in one; be not monstrous in iniquity, nor hermaphroditically vitious.</p>
                <hr style="margin-top:24pt; margin-bottom:12pt; width:20%" />
                <pb n="48" id="iii.iii-Page_48" />
                <p class="normal" id="iii.iii-p94">IF generous honesty, valour, and
plain dealing, be the cognisance of
thy family, or charateristick of thy
country, hold fast such inclinations suckt in
with thy first breath, and which lay in the
cradle with thee. Fall not into transforming
degenerations, which under the old name
create a new nation. Be not an alien in
thine own nation; bring not Orontes into
Tiber;<note n="81" id="iii.iii-p94.1"><p class="normal" id="iii.iii-p95"><span lang="LA" id="iii.iii-p95.1">In Tiberim defluxit Orontes</span>: “Orontes 
has mingled her stream 
with the Tiber,” says Juvenal, speaking of the confluence of foreigners to Rome.</p></note> learn the virtues not the vices of
thy foreign neighbours, and make thy imitation by discretion not contagion. Feel
something of thyself in the noble acts of
thy ancestors, and find in thine own genius
that of thy predecessors. Rest not under
the expired merits of others, shine by those
of thy own. Flame not like the central
fire which enlightneth no eyes, which no <pb n="49" id="iii.iii-Page_49" />man seeth, and most men think there’s no such thing to be 
seen. 
Add one ray unto the common lustre; add not only to the number but the note of thy 
generation; and prove not a cloud but an asterisk<note n="82" id="iii.iii-p95.2"><p class="normal" id="iii.iii-p96">A small star.</p></note> in thy region.</p>
                <hr style="margin-top:24pt; margin-bottom:12pt; width:20%" />
                <p class="normal" id="iii.iii-p97">SINCE thou hast an alarum<note n="83" id="iii.iii-p97.1"><p class="normal" id="iii.iii-p98">The motion of the heart, which beats about 
sixty times in a 
minute; or, perhaps, the motion of respiration, which is nearer to the number mentioned.</p></note> in thy
breast, which tells thee thou hast
a living spirit in thee above two
thousand times in an hour; dull not away
thy days in slothful supinity and the tediousness of doing nothing. To strenuous minds
there is an inquietude in overquietness, and
no laboriousness in labour; and to tread a
mile after the flow pace of a snail, or the
heavy measures of the lazy of Brazilia,<note n="84" id="iii.iii-p98.1"><p class="normal" id="iii.iii-p99">An animal called more commonly the Sloth, which is 
said to be 
several days in climbing a tree.</p></note>
were a most tiring pennance, and worse <pb n="50" id="iii.iii-Page_50" />than a race of some furlongs at the Olympicks.<note n="85" id="iii.iii-p99.1"><p class="normal" id="iii.iii-p100">The Olympick games, of which the race was one of the chief.</p></note> The rapid courses 
of the heavenly bodies are rather imitable by our thoughts, than our corporeal motions; yet the 
solemn motions of our lives amount unto a greater 
measure than is commonly 
apprehended. Some few men have surrounded the globe of the earth; yet many in the 
set locomotions and movements of their days have measured the circuit of it, and 
twenty thousand miles have been exceeded by them. Move circumspectly not meticulously,<note n="86" id="iii.iii-p100.1"><p class="normal" id="iii.iii-p101">Timidly.</p></note> 
and rather carefully sollicitous than anxiously sollicitudinous. Think not there 
is a lion in the way, nor walk with leaden sandals in the paths of goodness; but 
in all virtuous motions let prudence determine thy measures. Strive not to run like 
Hercules, a furlong in a breath: festination may prove precipitation; deliberating 
delay may be wise cunctation, and slowness no slothfulness.</p>
                <pb n="51" id="iii.iii-Page_51" />
                <hr style="margin-top:24pt; margin-bottom:12pt; width:20%" />
                <p class="normal" id="iii.iii-p102">SINCE virtuous actions have their
own trumpets, and, without any nose from thyself, will have their
resound abroad; busy not thy best member
in the encomium of thyself. Praise is a
debt we owe unto the virtues of others,
and due unto our own from all, whom
malice hath not made mutes, or envy struck dumb. Fall not, however, into the common prevaricating way of self-commendation and boasting, by denoting the imperfections of others. He who discommendeth
others obliquely, commendeth himself. He
who whispers their infirmities, proclaims his own exemption from them; and, consequently, 
says, I am not as this publican,
or <span lang="LA" id="iii.iii-p102.1">hic niger</span>,<note n="87" id="iii.iii-p102.2"><p class="normal" id="iii.iii-p103"><span lang="LA" id="iii.iii-p103.1">Hic niger est, hunc to Romane caveto</span>. 
<span class="sc" id="iii.iii-p103.2">Hor</span>. <i>First edit.</i></p>
<blockquote id="iii.iii-p103.3"><verse id="iii.iii-p103.4">
<l class="t1" id="iii.iii-p103.5">This man is vile; here, Roman, fix your mark;</l> 
<l class="t1" id="iii.iii-p103.6">His soul is black, as his complexion’s dark.</l></verse>
<p class="right" style="margin-right:40%" id="iii.iii-p104"><span class="sc" id="iii.iii-p104.1">Francis</span>.</p>
</blockquote></note> whom I talk of. Open ostentation <pb n="52" id="iii.iii-Page_52" />and loud vain-glory is more tolerable than this obliquity, 
as but containing some froth no ink, as but confining of a personal piece of folly, 
nor complicated with uncharitableness. Superfluously we seek a precarious 
applause 
abroad: every good man hath his <span lang="LA" id="iii.iii-p104.2">plaudite</span><note n="88" id="iii.iii-p104.3"><p class="normal" id="iii.iii-p105"><span lang="LA" id="iii.iii-p105.1">Plaudite</span> was the term by which the antient theatrical performers 
solicited a clap.</p></note> within himself; and though 
his tongue be fluent, is not without loud cymbals in his breast. Conscience will 
become his panegyrist, and never forget to crown and extol him unto himself.</p>
                <hr style="margin-top:24pt; margin-bottom:12pt; width:20%" />
                <p class="normal" id="iii.iii-p106">BLESS not thyself only that thou
wert born in Athens;<note n="89" id="iii.iii-p106.1"><p class="normal" id="iii.iii-p107">As Socrates did. Athens a place of learning and civility. <i>First 
edit.</i></p></note> but, among
thy multiplied acknowledgements,
lift up one hand unto heaven, that thou
wert born of honest parents; that modesty, <pb n="53" id="iii.iii-Page_53" />humility, patience, and veracity, lay in the 
same egg, 
and came into the world with thee. From such foundations thou mayst be happy 
in a virtuous precocity,<note n="90" id="iii.iii-p107.1"><p class="normal" id="iii.iii-p108">A ripeness preceding the usual time.</p></note> and make an early and long walk in goodness; 
so mayst thou more naturally feel the contrariety of vice unto nature, and 
resist some by the antidote of thy temper. As charity covers, so modesty 
preventeth a multitude of sins; withholding from noon-day vices and brazen-brow’d 
iniquities, from sinning on the house-top, and painting our follies with 
the rays of the sun. Where this virtue reigneth, though vice may show its 
head, it cannot be in its glory. Where shame of sin sets, look not for virtue 
to arise; for when modesty taketh wing, Astræa<note n="91" id="iii.iii-p108.1"><p class="normal" id="iii.iii-p109">Astræa Goddess of justice and 
consequently of all virtue.
<i>First edit.</i></p></note> goes soon after.</p>
                <hr style="margin-top:24pt; margin-bottom:12pt; width:20%" />
                <pb n="54" id="iii.iii-Page_54" />
                <p class="normal" id="iii.iii-p110">
THE heroical vein of mankind runs
much in the soldiery, and courageous part of the world; and in
that form we oftenest find men above men.
History is full of the gallantry of that
tribe; and when we read their notable
acts, we easily find what a difference there is between a life in Plutarch<note n="92" id="iii.iii-p110.1"><p class="normal" id="iii.iii-p111">Who wrote the lives, for the most part, 
of warriors.</p></note> and in Laërtius.<note n="93" id="iii.iii-p111.1"><p class="normal" id="iii.iii-p112">Who wrote the lives of philosophers.</p></note> Where true fortitude dwells, loyalty,
bounty, friendship, and fidelity may be
found. A man may confide in persons
constituted for noble ends, who dare do
and suffer, and who have a hand to burn
for their country and their friend.<note n="94" id="iii.iii-p112.1"><p class="normal" id="iii.iii-p113">Like Mutius Sævola.</p></note> Small
and creeping things are the product of
petty souls. He is like to be mistaken,
who makes choice of a covetous man for a
friend, or relieth upon the reed of narrow <pb n="55" id="iii.iii-Page_55" />and poltron friendship. Pitiful things are only to be found in 
the cottages of such breath; but bright thoughts, clear deeds, constancy, fidelity, 
bounty, and generous honesty are the gems of noble minds; wherein, to derogate 
from none, the true heroick English gentleman hath no peer.</p>
                <pb n="56" id="iii.iii-Page_56" />
            </div2>

<div2 title="Part II." progress="57.59%" prev="iii.iii" next="iii.v" id="iii.iv">
                <h2 id="iii.iv-p0.1">CHRISTIAN MORALS.</h2>
                <h2 id="iii.iv-p0.2">PART II.</h2>
                <p class="normal" id="iii.iv-p1">PUNISH not thyself with pleasure;
glut not thy sense with palative
delights; nor revenge the contempt of temperance by the penalty of satiety. Were there an age of delight or
any pleasure durable, who would not honour
Volupia? but the race of delight is sport,
and pleasures have mutable faces. The pleasures of one age are not pleasures in
another, and their lives fall short of our
own. Even in our sensual days, the strength of delight<note n="95" id="iii.iv-p1.1"><p class="normal" id="iii.iv-p2"><span lang="LA" id="iii.iv-p2.1">Voluptates commendat rarior 
usus</span>.</p></note> is in its seldomness or <pb n="57" id="iii.iv-Page_57" />rarity, and sting in its 
satiety: mediocrity is its 
life, and immoderacy its confusion. The luxurious emperors of old inconsiderately 
satiated themselves with the dainties of sea and land, till, wearied through 
all varieties, their refections became a study unto them, and they were fain 
to feed by invention: novices in true Epicurism! which by mediocrity, 
paucity, quick and healthful appetite, makes delights smartly acceptable; whereby Epicurus 
himself found Jupiter’s brain<note n="96" id="iii.iv-p2.2"><p class="normal" id="iii.iv-p3"><span lang="LA" id="iii.iv-p3.1">Cerebrum Jovis</span>, for a delicious bit. <i>First 
edit</i>.</p></note> in a piece of Cytheridian 
cheese, and the tongues of nightingales<note n="97" id="iii.iv-p3.2"><p class="normal" id="iii.iv-p4">A dish used among the luxurious of antiquity.</p></note> in a 
dish of onions. Hereby healthful 
and temperate poverty hath the start of nauseating luxury; unto whose clear 
and naked appetite every meal is a feast, and in one single dish the first 
course of Metellus;<note n="98" id="iii.iv-p4.1"><p class="normal" id="iii.iv-p5">Metellus his riotous pontifical supper, the great variety 
whereat is to be seen in Macrobius. <i>First edit. </i>The supper was not 
given by Metellus, but by Lentulus when he was made priest of Mars, and recorded 
by Metellus.</p></note><pb n="58" id="iii.iv-Page_58" />who are cheaply hungry, and never lose their hunger, or advantage of a craving 
appetite, because obvious food contents it; while Nero,<note n="99" id="iii.iv-p5.1"><p class="normal" id="iii.iv-p6">Nero in his flight. Sueton.
<i>First edit</i>.</p></note> half famish'd, 
could not feed upon a piece of bread, and, lingring after his snowed water, 
hardly got down an ordinary cup of Calda.<note n="100" id="iii.iv-p6.1"><p class="normal" id="iii.iv-p7">Warm water. <span lang="LA" id="iii.iv-p7.1">Caldæ gelidæque 
minister</span>. <i>First edit</i>.</p></note> By such circumscriptions 
of pleasure the contemned philosophers reserved unto themselves the secret 
of delight, which the Helluo’s<note n="101" id="iii.iv-p7.2"><p class="normal" id="iii.iv-p8">Gluttons.</p></note> of those days lost in their exorbitances. 
In vain we study delight: it is at the command of every sober mind, and 
in every sense born with us: but nature, who teacheth us the rule of pleasure, 
instructeth also in the bounds thereof, and where its line expireth. And 
therefore temperate minds, not pressing their pleasures until the sting 
appeareth, enjoy their contentations contentedly, and without regret, and 
so escape <pb n="59" id="iii.iv-Page_59" />the folly of excess, to be pleased unto displacency.</p>
                <hr style="margin-top:24pt; margin-bottom:12pt; width:20%" />
                <p class="normal" id="iii.iv-p9">BRING candid eyes unto the perusal
of men’s works, and let not Zoilism<note n="102" id="iii.iv-p9.1"><p class="normal" id="iii.iv-p10">From Zoilus the calumniator of 
<span class="sc" id="iii.iv-p10.1">Homer</span>.</p></note> or detraction blast well-intended labours. He that endureth no faults
in men’s writings must only read his own,
wherein for the most part all appeareth
white. Quotation mistakes, inadvertency,
expedition, and human lapses, may make
not only moles but warts in learned authors;
who, notwithstanding, being judged by the
capital matter, admit not of disparagement. I should unwillingly affirm that
<span class="sc" id="iii.iv-p10.2">Cicero</span>
was but slightly versed in <span class="sc" id="iii.iv-p10.3">Homer</span>, because
in his work “De Gloria” he ascribed those
verses unto Ajax, which were delivered by
Hector. What if Plautus in the account
of Hercules mistaketh nativity for conception? <pb n="60" id="iii.iv-Page_60" />Who would have mean thoughts of Apollinaris Sidonius, who seems 
to mistake the river Tigris for Euphrates? and though a good historian 
and learned bishop of Avergne had the misfortune to be out in the story 
of <span class="sc" id="iii.iv-p10.4">David</span>, making mention of him when the ark was sent back by the Philistins 
upon a cart; which was before his time. Though I have no great opinion of 
Machiavel’s learning, yet I shall not presently say that he was but a novice 
in Roman history, because he was mistaken in placing Commodus after the 
emperor Severus. Capital truths are to be narrowly eyed; collateral lapses 
and circumstantial deliveries not to be too strictly sifted. And if the substantial 
subject be well forged out, we need not examine the sparks which irregularly 
fly from it.</p>
                <hr style="margin-top:24pt; margin-bottom:12pt; width:20%" />
                <pb n="61" id="iii.iv-Page_61" />
                <p class="normal" id="iii.iv-p11">LET well-weighed considerations, not stiff and peremptory assumptions,
guide thy discourses, pen, and actions. To begin or continue our works
like Trismegistus of old, “<span lang="LA" id="iii.iv-p11.1">verum certè verum atque 
verissimum est</span>,”<note n="103" id="iii.iv-p11.2"><p class="normal" id="iii.iv-p12">In Tabula Smaragdina. <i>First edit.</i></p>
<p class="normal" id="iii.iv-p13">“It is true, certainly true, true in the highest degree.”</p></note>
 would 
sound arrogantly unto present ears in this strict enquiring age; wherein, for the most
part, probably, and perhaps, will hardly serve to mollify the spirit of captious 
contradictors. If Cardan faith that a parrot is
a beautiful bird, Scaliger will set his wits
o’ work to prove it a deformed animal.
The compage of all physical truths is not
so closely jointed, but opposition may find
intrusion; nor always so closely maintained,
as not to suffer attrition. Many positions
seem quodlibetically<note n="104" id="iii.iv-p13.1"><p class="normal" id="iii.iv-p14">Determinable on either side.</p></note> constituted, and like <pb n="62" id="iii.iv-Page_62" />a Delphian blade<note n="105" id="iii.iv-p14.1"><p class="normal" id="iii.iv-p15">The Delphian sword became proverbial, not because it 
cut on both sides, but because it was used to different purposes.</p></note> will cut on both 
sides. Some 
truths seem almost falshoods, and some falshoods almost truths; wherein 
falshood and truth seem almost æquilibriously stated, and but a few grains 
of distinction to bear down the balance. Some have digged deep, yet glanced 
by the royal vein;<note n="106" id="iii.iv-p15.1"><p class="normal" id="iii.iv-p16">I suppose the main vein of a mine.</p></note>and a man may come unto the Pericardium,<note n="107" id="iii.iv-p16.1"><p class="normal" id="iii.iv-p17">The integument of the heart.</p></note> 
but not the heart of truth. Besides, many things are known, as some are 
seen, that is by Parallaxis,<note n="108" id="iii.iv-p17.1"><p class="normal" id="iii.iv-p18">The parallax of a star is the difference between its real 
and apparent place.</p></note> or at some distance from their 
true and proper beings, the superficial regard of things having a different aspect from their true and central natures. And this moves 
sober pens unto 
suspensory and timorous assertions, nor presently to obtrude them as Sibyls' 
leaves,<note n="109" id="iii.iv-p18.1"><p class="normal" id="iii.iv-p19">On which the Sibyl wrote her oraculous answers.</p>
<p class="right" style="margin-right:40%" id="iii.iv-p20">VIRGIL.</p></note><pb n="63" id="iii.iv-Page_63" />which after considerations may find to be but 
solious apparances, 
and not the central and vital interiors of truth.</p>
                <hr style="margin-top:24pt; margin-bottom:12pt; width:20%" />
                <p class="normal" id="iii.iv-p21">VALUE the judicious, and let not
mere acquests in minor parts of
learning gain thy preexistimation.
’Tis an unjust way of compute, to magnify
a weak head for some Latin abilities; and
to undervalue a solid judgment, because he
knows not the genealogy of Hector. When
that notable king of France<note n="110" id="iii.iv-p21.1"><p class="normal" id="iii.iv-p22">Lewis the eleventh. <span lang="LA" id="iii.iv-p22.1">Qui nescit dissimulare nescit Regnare</span>. <i>First
edit.</i></p></note> would have
his son to know but one sentence in Latin,
had it been a good one, perhaps it had been
enough. Natural parts and good judgments
rule the world. States are not governed
by ergotisms.<note n="111" id="iii.iv-p22.2"><p class="normal" id="iii.iv-p23">Conclusions deduced according to the forms of logick.</p></note> Many have ruled well, who
could not, perhaps, define a commonwealth; <pb n="64" id="iii.iv-Page_64" />and they who understand not the globe of the earth, command a great 
part of it. Where natural logick prevails not, artificial too often faileth. 
Where nature fills the sails, the vessel goes smoothly on; and when judgment 
is the pilot, the ensurance need not be high. When industry builds upon 
nature, we may expel pyramids: where that foundation is wanting, the structure 
must be low. They do most by books, who could do much without them; and 
he that chiefly owes himself unto himself, is the substantial man.</p>
                <hr style="margin-top:24pt; margin-bottom:12pt; width:20%" />
                <p class="normal" id="iii.iv-p24">LET thy studies be free as thy
thoughts and contemplations: but
fly not only upon the wings of
imagination; join sense unto reason, and
experiment unto speculation, and so give
life unto embryon truths, and verities yet
in their chaos. There is nothing more acceptable <pb n="65" id="iii.iv-Page_65" />unto the ingenious world, than this noble eluctation<note n="112" id="iii.iv-p24.1"><p class="normal" id="iii.iv-p25">Forcible eruption.</p></note> 
of truth; wherein, against the tenacity of prejudice and prescription, 
this century now prevaileth. What libraries of new volumes aftertimes will 
behold, and in what a new world of knowledge the eyes of our posterity may 
be happy, a few ages may joyfully declare; and is but a cold thought unto 
those, who cannot hope to behold this exantlation of truth, or that obscured 
virgin half out of the pit: which might make some content with a commutation 
of the time of their lives, and to commend the fancy of the Pythagorean 
metempsychosis;<note n="113" id="iii.iv-p25.1"><p class="normal" id="iii.iv-p26">Transmigration of the soul from body to body,</p></note> whereby they might hope to enjoy this happiness in their 
third or fourth selves, and behold that in Pythagoras, which they now but 
foresee in Euphorbus.<note n="114" id="iii.iv-p26.1"><p class="normal" id="iii.iv-p27"><span lang="LA" id="iii.iv-p27.1">Ipse ego, nam memini, Trojani tempore belli<br />
Panthoides Euphorbus eram.</span>—<span class="sc" id="iii.iv-p27.3">Ovid</span>.</p>
<p class="right" style="margin-right:40%" id="iii.iv-p28"><i>Note to the first edit.</i></p></note> The world, which took 

<pb n="66" id="iii.iv-Page_66" />but six days to make, is like to take six thousand to make out: meanwhile 
old truths voted down begin to resume their places, and new ones arise upon 
us; wherein there is no comfort in the happiness of Tully’s Elizium,<note n="115" id="iii.iv-p28.1"><p class="normal" id="iii.iv-p29">Who comforted himself that he should there converse with the old Philosophers.
<i>First edit.</i></p></note> 
or any satisfaction from the ghosts of the antients, who knew so little of 
what is now well known. Men disparage not antiquity, who prudently exalt 
new enquiries; and make not them the judges of truth, who were but fellow 
enquirers of it. Who can but magnify the endeavours of Aristotle, and the 
noble start which learning had under him; or less than pity the slender progression made upon such advantages? while many centuries were lost in 
repetitions and transcriptions sealing up the book of knowledge. And therefore 
rather than to swell the leaves of learning by fruitless repetitions, to 
sing the fame song in all ages, nor adventure at <pb n="67" id="iii.iv-Page_67" />essays beyond the attempt of others, many would be content that 
some would write like Helmont or Paracelsus;<note n="116" id="iii.iv-p29.1"><p class="normal" id="iii.iv-p30">Wild and enthusiastick authors of romantick chymystry.</p></note> and be willing to endure 
the monstrosity of some opinions, for divers singular notions requiting such aberrations.</p>
                <hr style="margin-top:24pt; margin-bottom:12pt; width:20%" />
                <p class="normal" id="iii.iv-p31">DESPISE not the obliquities of
younger ways, nor despair of better
things whereof there is yet no
prospect. Who would imagine that Diogenes, who in his younger days was a falsifier of money, should in the after-course of
his life be so great a contemner of metal?
Some Negros who believe the resurrection,
think that they shall rise white.<note n="117" id="iii.iv-p31.1"><p class="normal" id="iii.iv-p32">Mandelslo’s travels.</p></note> Even in
this life, regeneration may imitate resurrection; our black and vicious tinctures
may wear off, and goodness clothe us with
candour. Good admonitions knock not <pb n="68" id="iii.iv-Page_68" />always in vain. There will be 
signal examples of <span class="sc" id="iii.iv-p32.1">God's</span> mercy, 
and the angels must not want their charitable rejoices for the conversion of 
lost sinners. Figures of most angles do nearest approach unto circles, which have no 
angles at all. Some may be near unto goodness, who are conceived far from it; and 
many things happen, not likely to ensue from any promises of antecedencies. Culpable 
beginnings have found commendable conclusions, and infamous courses pious retractations. 
Detestable sinners have proved exemplary converts on earth, and may be glorious 
in the apartment of Mary Magdalen in heaven. Men are not the fame through all divisions 
of their ages: time, experience, self-reflexions, and <span class="sc" id="iii.iv-p32.2">God's</span> mercies, make in 
some 
well-temper’d minds a kind of translation before death, and men to differ from 
themselves 
as well as from other persons. Hereof the old world afforded many examples to the 
infamy of latter ages, wherein men too often <pb n="69" id="iii.iv-Page_69" />live by the rule of their inclinations; so that, without any 
astral prediction, the first day gives the last:<note n="118" id="iii.iv-p32.3"><p class="normal" id="iii.iv-p33"><span lang="LA" id="iii.iv-p33.1">Primusque dies dedit extremum</span>. <i>First edit.</i></p></note> men are commonly as 
they were; or rather, as bad dispositions run into worser habits, the evening doth 
not crown, but sowerly conclude the day.</p>
                <hr style="margin-top:24pt; margin-bottom:12pt; width:20%" />
                <p class="normal" id="iii.iv-p34">IF the <span class="sc" id="iii.iv-p34.1">Almighty</span> will not spare us
according to his merciful capitulation at Sodom; if his goodness
please not to pass over a great deal of bad
for a small pittance of good, or to look
upon us in the lump; there is slender hope
for mercy, or sound presumption of fulfilling half his will, either in persons or nations: they who excel in 
some virtues being
so often defective in others; few men
driving at the extent and amplitude of
goodness, but computing themselves by
their best parts, and others by their worst, <pb n="70" id="iii.iv-Page_70" />are content to rest in those virtues which others commonly 
want. Which makes this speckled face of honesty in the world; and which 
was the imperfection of the old philosophers and great pretenders unto virtue, 
who well declining the gaping vices of intemperance, incontinency, violence 
and oppression, were yet blindly peccant in iniquities of closer faces, 
were envious, malicious, contemners, scoffers, censurers, and stuft with 
vizard vices, no less depraving the ethereal particle and diviner portion 
of man. For envy, malice, hatred, are the qualities of Satan, close and 
dark like himself; and where such brands smoke, the soul cannot be 
white. Vice may be had at all prices; expensive and costly iniquities, which 
make the noise, cannot be every man’s sins: but the soul may be fouly inquinated<note n="119" id="iii.iv-p34.2"><p class="normal" id="iii.iv-p35">Defiled.</p></note> 
at a very low rate; and a man may be cheaply vicious, to the perdition of 
himself.</p>
                <pb n="71" id="iii.iv-Page_71" />
                <hr style="margin-top:24pt; margin-bottom:12pt; width:20%" />
                <p class="normal" id="iii.iv-p36">OPINION rides upon the neck of reason; and men are happy, wise, or learned, according as that empress 
shall set them down in 
the register of reputation. However, weigh not thyself in the scales of thy own 
opinion, but let the judgment of the judicious be the standard of thy merit. Self-estimation 
is a flatterer too readily intitling us unto knowledge and abilities, which others 
sollicitously labour after, and doubtfully think they attain. Surely, such confident 
tempers do pass their days in best tranquillity, who, resting in the opinion of 
their own abilities, are happily gull’d by such contentation; wherein pride, 
self-conceit, 
confidence, and opiniatrity, will hardly suffer any to complain of imperfection. 
To think themselves in the right, or all that right, or only that, which they do 
or think, is a fallacy of high content; though others laugh in their <pb n="72" id="iii.iv-Page_72" />
sleeves, and look upon them as in a deluded state of judgment: wherein, 
notwithstanding, ’twere but a civil piece of complacency to suffer them 
to sleep who would not wake, to let them rest in their securities, nor by dissent 
or opposition to stagger their contentments.</p>
                <hr style="margin-top:24pt; margin-bottom:12pt; width:20%" />
                <p class="normal" id="iii.iv-p37">SINCE<note n="120" id="iii.iv-p37.1"><p class="normal" id="iii.iv-p38">This is a very fanciful and indefensible section.</p></note> the brow speaks often true,
since eyes and noses have tongues,
and the countenance proclaims the
heart and inclinations; let observation so
far instruct thee in physiognomical lines, as
to be some rule for thy distinction, and
guide for thy affection unto such as look
most like men. Mankind, methinks, is
comprehended in a few faces, if we exclude
all visages which any way participate of symmetries and schemes of look common
unto other animals. For as though man <pb n="73" id="iii.iv-Page_73" />were the extra of the world, in whom all were “<span lang="LA" id="iii.iv-p38.1">in coagulato</span>,”<note n="121" id="iii.iv-p38.2"><p class="normal" id="iii.iv-p39">“In a congealed or compressed mass.”</p></note> which in their forms were “<span lang="LA" id="iii.iv-p39.1">in 
soluto</span>,”<note n="122" id="iii.iv-p39.2"><p class="normal" id="iii.iv-p40">“In a state of expansion and separation.”</p></note> and at extension; 
we often observe that men do most act those creatures, whose constitution, 
parts, and complexion do most predominate in their mixtures. This is a corner-stone 
in physiognomy, and holds some truth not only in particular persons but 
also in whole nations. There are, therefore, provincial faces, national 
lips and noses, which testify not only the natures of those countries, but 
of those which have them elsewhere. Thus we may make England the whole earth, 
dividing it not only into Europe, Asia, Africa, but the particular regions 
thereof; and may in some latitude affirm, that there are Ægyptians, Scythians, 
Indians among us, who, though born in England, yet carry the faces and air 
of those countries, and are also agreeable and correspondent unto their <pb n="74" id="iii.iv-Page_74" />natures. Faces look uniformly unto our eyes: how they appear unto some animals 
of a more piercing or differing sight, who are able to discover the inequalities, rubbs, and hairiness of the 
skin, is not without good doubt: and, therefore, 
in reference unto man, Cupid is said to be blind. Affection should not be 
too sharp-eyed, and love is not to be made by magnifying glasses. If things were 
seen as they truly are, the beauty of bodies would be much abridged. And, 
therefore, the <span class="sc" id="iii.iv-p40.1">wise Contriver</span> hath drawn the pictures and outsides 
of things softly and amiably unto the natural edge of our eyes, not leaving 
them able to discover those uncomely asperities, which make oyster-shells 
in good faces, and hedghogs even in Venus’s moles.</p>
                <pb n="75" id="iii.iv-Page_75" />
                <hr style="margin-top:24pt; margin-bottom:12pt; width:20%" />
                <p class="normal" id="iii.iv-p41">COURT not felicity too far, and weary not the favourable hand 
of fortune. Glorious actions have their times, extent, and <span lang="LA" id="iii.iv-p41.1">non ultra</span>’s. To put no 
end unto attempts were to make prescription of successes, and to bespeak unhappiness 
at the last: for the line of our lives is drawn with white and black vicissitudes, 
wherein the extremes hold seldom one complexion. That Pompey should obtain the 
surname 
of great at twenty-five years, that men in their young and alive days should be 
fortunate and perform notable things, is no observation of deep wonder; they having 
the strength of their fates before them, nor yet ailed their parts in the world 
for which they were brought into it: whereas men of years, matured for counsels 
and designs, seem to be beyond the vigour of their active fortunes, and high exploits 
of life, providentially ordained <pb n="76" id="iii.iv-Page_76" />unto ages best agreeable unto them. And, therefore, many brave 
men finding their fortune grow faint, and feeling its declination, have timely withdrawn 
themselves from great attempts, and so escaped the ends of mighty men, disproportionable 
to their beginnings. But magnanimous thoughts have so dimmed the eyes of many, that 
forgetting the very essence of fortune, and the vicissitude of good and evil, they 
apprehend no bottom in felicity; and so have been frill tempted on unto mighty 
actions, reserved for their destructions. For fortune lays the plot of our adversities 
in the foundation of our felicities, blessing us in the first quadrate,<note n="123" id="iii.iv-p41.2"><p class="normal" id="iii.iv-p42">That is, “in the first part of our time,” alluding to the four quadratures 
of the moon.</p></note> to blast 
us more sharply in the last. And since in the highest felicities there lieth a capacity 
of the lowest miseries, she hath this advantage from our happiness to make us truly 
miserable: for to become acutely miserable we are to be <pb n="77" id="iii.iv-Page_77" />first happy. Affliction 
smarts most in the most happy state, as 
having somewhat in it of Bellisarius at beggars bush, or Bajazet in the grate.<note n="124" id="iii.iv-p42.1"><p class="normal" id="iii.iv-p43">Bellisarius, after he had gained many victories, is 
said to have 
been reduced, by the displeasure of the emperor, to actual beggary: Bajazet, made 
captive by Tamerlane, is reported to have been shut up in a cage. It may somewhat 
gratify those who deserve to be gratified, to inform them that both these stories 
are <span class="sc" id="iii.iv-p43.1">FALSE</span>.</p></note> 
And this the fallen angels severely understand; who having acted their first part 
in heaven, are made sharply miserable by transition, and more afflictively feel the 
contrary state of hell.</p>
                <hr style="margin-top:24pt; margin-bottom:12pt; width:20%" />
                <p class="normal" id="iii.iv-p44">CARRY no careless eye upon the unexpected scenes of things; but
ponder the acts of <span class="sc" id="iii.iv-p44.1">Providence</span> in
the publick ends of great and notable men,
set out unto the view of all for no common
memorandums. The tragical exits and
unexpected periods of some eminent persons, <pb n="78" id="iii.iv-Page_78" />cannot but amuse considerate 
observators; wherein, 
notwithstanding, most men seem to see by extramission,<note n="125" id="iii.iv-p44.2"><p class="normal" id="iii.iv-p45">By the passage of sight from the eye to the object.</p></note> without reception 
or self-reflexion, and conceive themselves unconcerned by the fallacy of 
their own exemption: whereas, the mercy of <span class="sc" id="iii.iv-p45.1">God</span> hath singled out but few 
to be the signals of his justice, leaving the generality of mankind to the 
pædagogy of example. But the inadvertency of our natures not well apprehending 
this favourable method and merciful decimation,<note n="126" id="iii.iv-p45.2"><p class="normal" id="iii.iv-p46">The selection of every tenth man for 
punishment, a practice 
sometimes used in general mutinies.</p></note> and that he sheweth in some what others also deserve; they entertain no sense of his hand beyond 
the stroke of themselves. Whereupon the whole becomes necessarily punished, 
and the contrasted hand of <span class="sc" id="iii.iv-p46.1">God</span> extended unto universal judgments: from whence, nevertheless, the stupidity of our tempers receives but faint impressions, 
and in the most tragical <pb n="79" id="iii.iv-Page_79" />state of tunes holds but starts of good motions. 
So that to continue us in goodness there must be iterated returns of misery, 
and a circulation in afflictions is necessary. And since we cannot be wise 
by warnings; since plagues are insignificant, except we be personally plagued; 
since, 
also, we cannot be punish’d unto amendment by proxy or commutation, 
nor by vicinity, but contraction; there is an unhappy necessity that we must smart in our own 
skins, and the provoked arm of the <span class="sc" id="iii.iv-p46.2">Almightly</span> must fall upon 
ourselves. The capital sufferings of others are rather our monitions than 
acquitments. There is but one who died salvifically<note n="127" id="iii.iv-p46.3"><p class="normal" id="iii.iv-p47">“So as to procure 
salvation.”</p></note> for us, 
and able to say unto death, hitherto shalt thou go and no farther; only 
one enlivening death, which makes gardens of graves, and that which was sowed in corruption to arise and flourish in glory: when death itself shall 
die, and living shall have no period; when <pb n="80" id="iii.iv-Page_80" />the damned than mourn at the funeral of death; when life not 
death shall be the wages of sin; when the second death shall prove a miserable life, 
and destruction shall be courted.</p>
                <hr style="margin-top:24pt; margin-bottom:12pt; width:20%" />
                <p class="normal" id="iii.iv-p48">ALTHOUGH their thoughts may
seem too severe, who think that
few ill-natur'd men go to heaven;
yet it may be acknowledged that good-natur’d persons are best founded for that
place; who enter the world with good dispositions and natural graces, more ready to
be advanced by impressions from above,
and christianized unto pieties; who carry
about them plain and down-right dealing
minds, humility, mercy, charity, and virtues acceptable unto <span class="sc" id="iii.iv-p48.1">God</span> and man. But
whatever success they may have as to heaven, they are the acceptable men on earth,
and happy is he who hath his quiver full
of them for his friends. These are not the <pb n="81" id="iii.iv-Page_81" />dens wherein falshood lurks, and hypocrisy hides its 
head; wherein frowardness makes its nest; or where malice, hard-heartedness, 
and oppression love to dwell; not those by whom the poor get little, and 
the rich some time lose all; men not of retracted looks, but who carry their 
hearts in their faces, and need not to be look’d upon with perspectives; not 
sordidly or mischievously ingrateful; who cannot learn to ride upon 
the neck of the afflicted, nor load the heavy laden, but who keep the temple 
of Janus shut by peaceable and quiet tempers;<note n="128" id="iii.iv-p48.2"><p class="normal" id="iii.iv-p49">The temple of Janus among the Romans was 
shut in time 
of peace, and opened at a declaration of war.</p></note> who make not only the best 
friends, but the best enemies, as easier to forgive than offend, and ready 
to pass by the second offence before they avenge the first; who make natural 
royalists, obedient subjects, kind and merciful princes, verified in our 
own, one of the best-natur’d kings of this throne. Of the old Roman emperors 
the <pb n="82" id="iii.iv-Page_82" />best were the best-natur’d; though they made but a small number, 
and might be writ in a ring. Many of the rest were as bad men as princes; 
humourists 
rather than of good humours; and of good natural parts rather than of good natures, 
which did but arm their bad inclinations, and make them wittily wicked.</p>
                <hr style="margin-top:24pt; margin-bottom:12pt; width:20%" />
                <p class="normal" id="iii.iv-p50">WITH what shift and pains we come
into the world, we remember not;
but 'tis commonly found no easy
matter to get out of it. Many have studied
to exasperate the ways of death, but fewer
hours have been spent to soften that necessity. That the smoothest way unto the
grave is made by bleeding, as common opinion presumeth, beside the sick and fainting
languors which accompany that effusion,
the experiment in Lucan and Seneca<note n="129" id="iii.iv-p50.1"><p class="normal" id="iii.iv-p51">Seneca, having opened his veins, found the blood flow so 
slowly, and death linger so long, that he was forced to 
quicken it by going into a warm bath.</p></note> will <pb n="83" id="iii.iv-Page_83" />make us doubt; under which the noble Stoick so deeply 
laboured, that, to conceal his affliction, he was fain to retire from the 
sight of his wife, and not ashamed to implore the merciful hand of his 
physician to shorten his misery therein. Ovid,<note n="130" id="iii.iv-p51.1"><p class="normal" id="iii.iv-p52"><span lang="LA" id="iii.iv-p52.1">Demito naufragium, mors mihi munus erit</span>. <i>Note to the first edit.</i></p></note> the old heroes, and the Stoicks, who were so afraid of drowning, as dreading thereby the extinction 
of their soul, which they conceived to be a fire, stood probably in fear 
of an easier way of death; wherein the water, entring the possessions of 
air, makes a temperate suffocation, and kills as it were without a fever. 
Surely many, who have had the spirit to destroy themselves, have not been 
ingenious in the contrivance thereof. ’Twas a dull way practised by Themistocles, 
to overwhelm himself with bulls-blood,<note n="131" id="iii.iv-p52.2"><p class="normal" id="iii.iv-p53">Plutarch’s lives. <i>Note to the first edit.</i></p></note> who, being an Athenian, 
might <pb n="84" id="iii.iv-Page_84" />have held an easier theory of death from the state potion 
of his country; from which <span class="sc" id="iii.iv-p53.1">Socrates</span> in Plato seemed not to 
suffer much 
more than from the fit of an ague. Cato is much to be pitied, who mangled 
himself with poniards; and Hannibal seems more subtle, who carried his 
delivery, not in the point but the pummel<note n="132" id="iii.iv-p53.2"><p class="normal" id="iii.iv-p54">I Pummel, wherein he is said to have carried something, 
whereby upon a struggle or despair he might deliver himself from all misfortunes.
<i>First edit. </i><span class="sc" id="iii.iv-p54.1">Juvenal</span> says, it was carried in a ring:—</p>
<blockquote id="iii.iv-p54.2"><blockquote id="iii.iv-p54.3">
<p class="continue" id="iii.iv-p55"><span lang="LA" id="iii.iv-p55.1">Cannarum vindex, et tanti sanguinis ultor, Annulus.</span>—</p>
<p class="continue" id="iii.iv-p56">Nor swords at hand, nor hissing darts afar, <br />
Are doom’d t’ avenge the tedious bloody war, <br />
But poison drawn thro’ a ring’s hollow plate.</p>
<p class="right" style="margin-right:40%" id="iii.iv-p57"><span class="sc" id="iii.iv-p57.1">Dryden</span>.</p>
</blockquote></blockquote></note>
 of his sword.</p>
                <p class="normal" id="iii.iv-p58">The Egyptians were merciful contrivers, who destroyed 
their malefactors by asps, charming their senses into an invincible sleep, 
and killing as it were with Hermes his rod.<note n="133" id="iii.iv-p58.1"><p class="normal" id="iii.iv-p59">Which procured sleep by a touch.</p></note> The Turkish emperor,<note n="134" id="iii.iv-p59.1"><p class="normal" id="iii.iv-p60">Solyman. Turkish history. <i>Note to the first edit.</i></p></note> 
odious <pb n="85" id="iii.iv-Page_85" />for other cruelty, was herein a remarkable master of 
mercy, killing his favourite in his sleep, and sending him from the shade 
into the house of darkness. He who had been thus destroyed would hardly 
have bled at the presence of his destroyer: when men are already dead by 
metaphor, and pass but from one sleep unto another, wanting herein the eminent 
part of severity, to feel themselves to die; and escaping the sharpest attendant of death, the lively apprehension thereof. But to learn to die, 
is better than to study the ways of dying. Death will find Tome ways to 
untie or cut the most gordian knots of life, and make men’s miseries as 
mortal as themselves: whereas evil spirits, as undying substances, are unseparable 
from their calamities; and, therefore, they everlastingly struggle under 
their anguftias,<note n="135" id="iii.iv-p60.1"><p class="normal" id="iii.iv-p61">Agonies.</p></note> and bound up with immortality can never get 
out of themselves.</p>
                <pb n="86" id="iii.iv-Page_86" />
            </div2>

<div2 title="Part III." progress="72.23%" prev="iii.iv" next="iv" id="iii.v">
                <h2 id="iii.v-p0.1">CHRISTIAN MORALS.</h2>
                <h2 id="iii.v-p0.2">PART III.</h2>
                <p class="normal" id="iii.v-p1">TIS hard to find a whole age to imitate, or what century to 
propose for example. Some have
been far more approveable than others;
but virtue and vice, panegyricks and satyrs, scatteringly to be found in all. History 
sets down not only things laudable, but
abominable; things which should never
have been, or never have been known: so
that noble patterns must be fetched here
and there from single persons, rather than
whole nations; and from all nations, rather
than any one. The world was early bad, <pb n="87" id="iii.v-Page_87" />and the first sin the most deplorable of any. The younger 
world afforded the oldest men, and perhaps the best and the worst, when length 
of days made virtuous habits heroical and immoveable, vicious, inveterate, 
and irreclaimable. And since ’tis said the imaginations of their hearts 
were evil, only evil, and continually evil; it may be feared that their 
sins held pace with their lives; and their longevity swelling their impieties, 
the longanimity of <span class="sc" id="iii.v-p1.1">God</span> would no longer endure such vivacious abominations. 
Their impieties were surely of a deep dye, which required the whole element 
of water to wash them away, and overwhelmed their memories with themselves; and 
so shut up the first windows of time, leaving no histories of those 
longevous generations, when men might have been properly historians, when 
<span class="sc" id="iii.v-p1.2">Adam</span> might have read long lectures unto <span class="sc" id="iii.v-p1.3">Methuselah</span>, 
and <span class="sc" id="iii.v-p1.4">Methuselah</span> unto <span class="sc" id="iii.v-p1.5">Noah</span>. For had we been happy in just 
historical accounts 
of that unparallel’d <pb n="88" id="iii.v-Page_88" />world, we might have been acquainted with wonders; and have 
understood not a little of the acts and undertakings of <span class="sc" id="iii.v-p1.6">Moses</span> his mighty men, and 
men of renown of old; which might have enlarged our thoughts, and made the world 
older unto us. For the unknown part of time shortens the estimation, if not the 
compute of it. What hath escaped our knowledge, falls not under our consideration; and what is and will be latent, is little better than non-existent.</p>
                <hr style="margin-top:24pt; margin-bottom:12pt; width:20%" />
                <p class="normal" id="iii.v-p2">SOME things are dictated for our
instruction, some acted for our
imitation; wherein ’tis best to
ascend unto the highest conformity, and to
the honour of the exemplar. He honours <span class="sc" id="iii.v-p2.1">God</span>, who imitates him; for what we virtuously imitate we approve and admire:
and since we delight not to imitate inferiors,
we aggrandize and magnify those we imitate; <pb n="89" id="iii.v-Page_89" />since also we are most apt to imitate those we 
love, we testify our affection in our imitation of the inimitable. To affect 
to be like, may be no imitation: to act, and not to be what we pretend to 
imitate, is but a mimical conformation, and carrieth no virtue in it. Lucifer 
imitated not <span class="sc" id="iii.v-p2.2">God</span>, when he said he would be like the Highest; and he imitated 
not Jupiter,<note n="136" id="iii.v-p2.3"><p class="normal" id="iii.v-p3">Salmoneus.</p></note> who counterfeited thunder. Where imitation can go no farther, 
let admiration step on, whereof there is no end in the wisest form of men. 
Even angels and spirits have enough to admire in their sublimer natures; admiration being the act of the creature, and not of 
<span class="sc" id="iii.v-p3.1">God</span>, who doth not 
admire himself. Created natures allow of swelling hyperboles: nothing can 
be said hyperbolically of <span class="sc" id="iii.v-p3.2">God</span>, nor will his attributes admit of expressions 
above their own exuperances.<note n="137" id="iii.v-p3.3"><p class="normal" id="iii.v-p4">Exaggerations.</p></note> Trismegistus his circle, whose 
center is every where, and circumference no where, was <pb n="90" id="iii.v-Page_90" />no hyperbole. Words cannot exceed, where they cannot express 
enough. Even the most winged thoughts fall at the setting out, and reach not the 
portal of <span class="sc" id="iii.v-p4.1">Divinity</span>.</p>
                <hr style="margin-top:24pt; margin-bottom:12pt; width:20%" />
                <p class="normal" id="iii.v-p5">IN bivious theorems,<note n="138" id="iii.v-p5.1"><p class="normal" id="iii.v-p6">Speculations which open different 
tracks to the mind.</p></note> and Janus-faced doctrines, let virtuous considerations 
state the determination.
Look upon opinions as thou dost upon the
moon, and choose not the dark hemisphere
for thy contemplation. Embrace not the
opacous and blind side of opinions, but that
which looks most luciferously or influentially unto goodness. ‘Tis better to think
that there are guardian spirits, than that
there are no spirits to guard us; that vicious
persons are slaves, than that there is any servitude in virtue; that times past have
been better than times present, than that
times were always bad; and that to be men <pb n="91" id="iii.v-Page_91" />it sufficeth to be no better than men in all ages, and so promiscuously to 
swim down the turbid stream, and make up the grand confusion. Sow not thy 
understanding 
with opinions, which make nothing of iniquities, and fallaciously extenuate transgressions. 
Look upon vices and vicious objects, with hyperbolical eyes; and rather enlarge 
their dimensions, that their unseen deformities may not escape thy sense, and their 
poisonous parts and stings may appear massy and monstrous unto thee: for the undiscerned 
particles and atoms of evil deceive us, and we are undone by the invisibles of seeming 
goodness. We are only deceived in what is not discerned, and to err is but to be 
blind or dim-lighted as to some perceptions.</p>
                <pb n="92" id="iii.v-Page_92" />
                <hr style="margin-top:24pt; margin-bottom:12pt; width:20%" />
                <p class="normal" id="iii.v-p7">TO be honest in a right line,<note n="139" id="iii.v-p7.1"><p class="normal" id="iii.v-p8"><span lang="LA" id="iii.v-p8.1">Linea recta brevissima</span>. <i>First 
edit</i>.</p></note> and
virtuous by epitome, be firm unto
such principles of goodness, as
carry in them volumes of instruction and
may abridge thy labour. And since instructions are many, hold close unto those,
whereon the rest depend: so may we have
all in a few, and the law and the prophets
in a rule; the Sacred Writ in stenography,<note n="140" id="iii.v-p8.2"><p class="normal" id="iii.v-p9">In Short-hand.</p></note> and the Scripture in a nut-shell.
To pursue the osseous and solid part of
goodness, which gives stability and rectitude
to all the rest; to settle on fundamental
virtues, and bid early defiance unto mother-vices, which carry in their bowels the 
seminals of other iniquities; makes a short cut
in goodness, and strikes not off an head but
the whole neck of Hydra. For we are carried into the dark lake, like the Ægyptian <pb n="93" id="iii.v-Page_93" />river into the sea, by 
seven principal ostiaries: the mother-sins<note n="141" id="iii.v-p9.1"><p class="normal" id="iii.v-p10">Pride, covetousness, lull, envy, gluttony, anger, 
sloth.</p></note> of that number are the deadly engins of evil 
spirits that undo us, 
and even evil spirits themselves; and he who is under the chains thereof is not 
without a possession. Mary Magdalene had more than seven devils, if these with their 
imps were in her; and he who is thus possessed, may literally be named “Legion.” 
Where such plants grow and prosper, look for no champain or region void of thorns; 
but productions like the tree of Goa,<note n="142" id="iii.v-p10.1"><p class="normal" id="iii.v-p11">Arbor Goa de Ruyz, or Ficus Indica, whose branches 
send down 
shoots which root in the ground, from whence there successively rise others, till 
one tree becomes a wood. <i>First edit.</i></p></note> and forests of abomination.</p>
                <hr style="margin-top:24pt; margin-bottom:12pt; width:20%" />
                <p class="normal" id="iii.v-p12">GUIDE not the hand of <span class="sc" id="iii.v-p12.1">God</span>, nor order the finger of the 
<span class="sc" id="iii.v-p12.2">Almighty</span> 
unto thy will and pleasure; but sit <pb n="94" id="iii.v-Page_94" />quiet in the 
soft showers of <span class="sc" id="iii.v-p12.3">Providence</span>, and favourable distributions in this world, either to 
thyself or others. And since not only judgments have their errands, but 
mercies their commissions; snatch not at every favour, nor think thyself 
passed by if they fall upon thy neighbour. Rake not up envious displacences 
at things successful unto others, which the <span class="sc" id="iii.v-p12.4">WISE DISPOSER</span> of all thinks not fit for thyself. Reconcile the events 
of things unto both beings, that is, of this world and 
the next: so will there not seem so many riddles in <span class="sc" id="iii.v-p12.5">Providence</span>, nor various inequalities in the dispensation of things 
below. If thou dost not anoint thy face, yet put not on sackcloth at the 
felicities of others. Repining at the good, draws on rejoicing at the evils 
of others: and so falls into that inhumane vice,<note n="143" id="iii.v-p12.6"><p class="normal" id="iii.v-p13"><span lang="EL" class="Greek" id="iii.v-p13.1">Ἐπικαιρεκακία</span>. <i>First edit.</i></p></note> for which so few languages 
have a name. The blessed Spirits above rejoice at our happiness below: 
but to be glad at the evils of one <pb n="95" id="iii.v-Page_95" />another, is beyond the malignity of hell; and falls not on evil 
spirits, who, tho’ they rejoice at our unhappiness, take no pleasure at the afflictions 
of their own society or of their fellow natures. Degenerous heads! who must be fain 
to learn from such examples, and to be taught from the school of hell.</p>
                <hr style="margin-top:24pt; margin-bottom:12pt; width:20%" />
                <p class="normal" id="iii.v-p14">GRAIN<note n="144" id="iii.v-p14.1"><p class="normal" id="iii.v-p15">See note 1, page 16.</p></note> not thy vicious stains; nor
deepen those swart tinctures, which
temper, infirmity, or ill habits have set upon thee; and fix not, by iterated depravations, what time might efface, or virtuous washes expunge. He, who thus 
still
advanceth in iniquity, deepneth his deformed
hue; turns a shadow into night, and makes
himself a Negro in the black jaundice; and
so becomes one of those lost ones, the disproportionate pores of whose brains afford
no entrance unto good motions, but reflect <pb n="96" id="iii.v-Page_96" />and frustrate all counsels, deaf unto the thunder of the laws, 
and rocks unto the cries of charitable commiserators. He who hath had the patience 
of Diogenes, to make orations unto statues, may more sensibly apprehend how all 
words fall to the ground, spent upon such a surd and earless generation of men, 
stupid unto all instruction, and rather requiring an exorcist than an orator for 
their conversion!</p>
                <hr style="margin-top:24pt; margin-bottom:12pt; width:20%" />
                <p class="normal" id="iii.v-p16">BURDEN not the back of Aries, Leo, or Taurus,<note n="145" id="iii.v-p16.1"><p class="normal" id="iii.v-p17">The Ram, Lion, or Bull, 
signs in the zodiack.</p></note> with thy faults; nor make Saturn, Mars, or Venus, guilty of thy follies. Think not to fasten thy imperfections on the 
stars, and so despairingly conceive thyself under a fatality of being evil. Calculate 
thyself within; seek not thyself in the moon, but in thine own orb <pb n="97" id="iii.v-Page_97" />or microcosmical circumference.<note n="146" id="iii.v-p17.1"><p class="normal" id="iii.v-p18">“In the compass of thy own little world.”</p></note> Let celestial aspects 
admonish and advertise, not conclude and determine thy ways. For since good 
and bad stars moralize not our actions, and neither excuse or commend, acquit 
or condemn our good or bad deeds at the present or last bar; since some 
are astrologically well disposed, who are morally highly vicious; not celestial 
figures, but virtuous schemes, must denominate and state our actions. If 
we rightly understood the names whereby <span class="sc" id="iii.v-p18.1">God</span> calleth the stars; if we knew 
his name for the dog-star, or by what appellation Jupiter, Mars, and Saturn 
obey his will; it might be a welcome accession unto astrology, which speaks 
great things, and is fain to make use of appellations from Greek and barbarick systems. Whatever influences, impulsions, or inclinations there be from 
the lights above, it were a piece of wisdom to make one of <pb n="98" id="iii.v-Page_98" />those wise men who overrule their 
stars,<note n="147" id="iii.v-p18.2"><p class="normal" id="iii.v-p19"><span lang="LA" id="iii.v-p19.1">Sapiens dominabitur astris</span>. <i>First edit.</i></p></note> and with their own 
militia contend with the host of heaven. Unto which attempt there want not auxiliaries 
from the whole strength of morality, supplies from christian ethicks, influences 
also and illuminations from above, more powerful than the lights of heaven.</p>
                <hr style="margin-top:24pt; margin-bottom:12pt; width:20%" />
                <p class="normal" id="iii.v-p20">CONFOUND not the distinctions of
thy life which nature hath divided;
that is, youth, adolescence, manhood, and old age: nor in these divided
periods, wherein thou art in a manner
four, conceive thyself but one. Let every
division be happy in its proper virtues, nor one vice run through all. Let each 
distinction have its salutary transition, and
critically deliver thee from the imperfections
of the former; so ordering the whole, that
prudence and virtue may have the largest <pb n="99" id="iii.v-Page_99" />section. Do as a child but when thou art a child, and 
ride not on a reed at twenty. He who hath not taken leave of the follies 
of his youth, and in his maturer state scarce got out of that division, disproportionately 
divideth his days, crowds up the latter part of his life, and leaves too 
narrow a corner for the age of wisdom; and so hath room to be a man, scarce 
longer than he hath been a youth. Rather than to make this confusion, anticipate 
the virtues of age, and live long without the infirmities of it. So mayst 
thou count up thy days as some do <span class="sc" id="iii.v-p20.1">Adam's</span>,<note n="148" id="iii.v-p20.2"><p class="normal" id="iii.v-p21"><span class="sc" id="iii.v-p21.1">Adam</span>, thought to be created in the state of man, about thirty 
years old. <i>First edit.</i></p></note> that is by anticipation; so mayst thou be coetaneous unto thy elders, and a father unto thy contemporaries.</p>
                <pb n="100" id="iii.v-Page_100" />
                <hr style="margin-top:24pt; margin-bottom:12pt; width:20%" />
                <p class="normal" id="iii.v-p22">WHILE others are curious in the
choice of good air, and chiefly sollicitous for healthful habitations, study thou conversation, and be critical in
thy consortion. The aspects, conjunctions,
and configurations of the stars, which mutually diversify, intend, or qualify their
influences, are but the varieties of their
nearer or farther conversation with one
another, and like the consortion of men,
whereby they become better or worse, and
even exchange their natures. Since men
live by examples, and will be imitating
something; order thy imitation to thy
improvement, not thy ruin. Look not for
rotes in Attalus his garden,<note n="149" id="iii.v-p22.1"><p class="normal" id="iii.v-p23">Attalus made a garden which contained only venomous plants. <i>First edit.</i></p></note> or wholesome
flowers in a venomous plantation. And
since there is scarce any one bad, but some
others are the worse for him; tempt not <pb n="101" id="iii.v-Page_101" />contagion by proximity, and hazard not thyself in the shadow of corruption. He who hath not early suffered this 
shipwreck, and 
in his younger days escaped this Charybdis, may make a happy voyage, and 
not come in with black sails<note n="150" id="iii.v-p23.1"><p class="normal" id="iii.v-p24">Alluding to the story of Theseus, who had black 
sails when 
he went to engage the Minotaur in Crete.</p></note> into the port. Self-conversation, or to be 
alone, is better than such consortion. Some schoolmen tell us, that he 
is properly alone, with whom in the same place there is no other of the 
same species. Nabuchodonozor was alone, though among the beasts of the field; 
and a wise man may be tolerably said to be alone, though with a rabble of 
people little better than beasts about him. Unthinking heads, who have not 
learn’d to be alone, are in a prison to themselves, if they be not also 
with others: whereas, on the contrary, they whose thoughts are in a fair, 
and hurry within, are sometimes fain to retire into company, to be out of 
the crowd of <pb n="102" id="iii.v-Page_102" />themselves. He who must needs have company, must needs 
have sometimes bad company. Be able to be alone. Lose not the advantage 
of solitude, and the society of thyself; nor be only content, but delight 
to be alone and single with <span class="sc" id="iii.v-p24.1">Omnipresency</span>. He who is thus prepared, the day 
is not uneasy nor the night black unto him. Darkness may bound his eyes, 
not his imagination. In his bed he may lie, like Pompey and his sons, in 
all quarters of the earth;<note n="151" id="iii.v-p24.2"><p class="normal" id="iii.v-p25"><span lang="LA" id="iii.v-p25.1">Pompeios Juvenes Asia atque Europa, 
sed ipsum Terra tegit 
Libyes</span>. <i>First edit.</i></p></note> may speculate the universe, and enjoy the 
whole world in the hermitage of himself. Thus the old Ascetick christians 
found a paradise in a desert, and with little converse on earth held a conversation 
in heaven; thus they astronomiz’d in caves, and though they beheld not 
the stars, had the glory of heaven before them.</p>
                <pb n="103" id="iii.v-Page_103" />
                <hr style="margin-top:24pt; margin-bottom:12pt; width:20%" />
                <p class="normal" id="iii.v-p26">LET the characters of good things stand indelibly in thy mind, and
thy thoughts be active on them. Trust not too much unto suggestions from
reminiscential amulets,<note n="152" id="iii.v-p26.1"><p class="normal" id="iii.v-p27">Any thing worn on the hand or body, by way of monition or remembrance.</p></note> or artificial memorandums. Let the mortifying Janus of
Covarrubias<note n="153" id="iii.v-p27.1"><p class="normal" id="iii.v-p28">Don Sebastian de Covarrubias, writ three centuries of moral 
emblems in Spanish. In the 88th of the second century he sets down two faces 
averse, 
and conjoined Janus-like; the one a gallant beautiful face, the other a death’s-head face, with this motto out of Ovid’s Metamorphosis,</p>
<blockquote id="iii.v-p28.1">
<p class="continue" id="iii.v-p29">Quid fuerim, quid simque, vide.</p>
<p class="right" style="margin-right:40%" id="iii.v-p30"><i>First edit.</i></p>
<p class="continue" id="iii.v-p31">—You discern<br />
What now I am, and what I was shall learn. <span class="sc" id="iii.v-p31.2">Addis</span>.</p></blockquote></note>
 be in thy daily thoughts, not
only on thy hand and signets. Rely not
alone upon fluent and dumb remembrances.
Behold not death’s heads till thou doest not
see them, nor look upon mortifying objects
till thou overlook'st them. Forget not how 

<pb n="104" id="iii.v-Page_104" />assuefaction unto any thing minorates the passion from 
it; how constant objects lose their hints, and steal an inadvertisement upon 
us. There is no excuse to forget what every thing prompts unto us. To thoughtful 
observators, the whole world is a phylactery;<note n="154" id="iii.v-p31.3"><p class="normal" id="iii.v-p32">See page 31, note 1.</p></note> and every thing we see an 
item of the wisdom, power, or goodness of <span class="sc" id="iii.v-p32.1">God</span>. Happy are they who verify 
their amulets, and make their phylacteries speak in their lives and actions. 
To run on in despight of the revulsions and pull-backs of such remoras, 
aggravates our transgressions. When death’s-heads on our hands have no influence 
upon our heads, and fleshless cadavers abate not the exorbitances of the 
flesh; when crucifixes upon men’s hearts suppress not their bad commotions, 
and his image who was murdered for us withholds not from blood and murder; 
phylacteries prove but formalities, and their despised hints sharpen our 
condemnations.</p>
                <pb n="105" id="iii.v-Page_105" />
                <hr style="margin-top:24pt; margin-bottom:12pt; width:20%" />
                <p class="normal" id="iii.v-p33">LOOK not for whales in the Euxine
sea, or expect great matters where
they are not to be found. Seek
not for profundity in shallowness, or fertility
in a wilderness. Place not the expectation
of great happiness here below, or think to
find heaven on earth; wherein we must be
content with embryon-felicities, and fruitions of doubtful faces: for the circle of our
felicities makes but short arches. In every
clime we are in a periscian state;<note n="155" id="iii.v-p33.1"><p class="normal" id="iii.v-p34">“With shadows all round us.” The Periscii are those, who, living 
within the polar circle, see the sun move round them, and consequently project their 
shadows in all directions.</p></note> and,
with our light, our shadow and darkness
walk about us. Our contentments stand
upon the tops of pyramids ready to fall off,
and the insecurity of their enjoyments abrupteth our tranquillities. What we magnify is magnificent, but, like to the Colossus, noble without, 
stuft with rubbidge and
coarfe metal within. Even the sun, whose <pb n="106" id="iii.v-Page_106" />glorious outside we behold, may have dark and smoky entrails. In vain we 
admire the lustre of any thing seen: that which is truly glorious, is invisible. 
Paradise was but a part of the earth, lost not only to our fruition but 
our knowledge. And if, according to old dictates, no man can be said to be 
happy before death; the happiness of this life goes for nothing before 
it be over, and while we think ourselves happy we do but usurp that name. 
Certainly, true beatitude groweth not on earth, nor hath this world in it 
the expectations we have of it. He swims in oil,<note n="156" id="iii.v-p34.1"><p class="normal" id="iii.v-p35">Which being a light fluid, cannot support any heavy body.</p></note> and can hardly avoid 
sinking, 
who hath such light foundations to support him: ’tis, therefore, happy, 
that we have two worlds to hold on. To enjoy true happiness, we must travel 
into a very far country, and even out of ourselves; for the pearl we seek 
for is not to be found in the Indian, but in the Empyrean ocean.<note n="157" id="iii.v-p35.1"><p class="normal" id="iii.v-p36">“In the expanses of the highest heaven.”</p></note></p>
                <pb n="107" id="iii.v-Page_107" />
                <hr style="margin-top:24pt; margin-bottom:12pt; width:20%" />
                <p class="normal" id="iii.v-p37">ANSWER not the spur of fury, and
be not prodigal or prodigious in
revenge. Make not one in the
Historia horribilis;<note n="158" id="iii.v-p37.1"><p class="normal" id="iii.v-p38">A book so intitled, wherein are sundry horrid accounts. <i>First 
edit.</i></p></note> stay not thy servant
for a broken glass,<note n="159" id="iii.v-p38.1"><p class="normal" id="iii.v-p39">When Augustus supped with one of the Roman senators, a 
slave happened 
to break a glass, for which his master ordered him to be thrown into his pond to 
feed his lampreys. Augustus, to punish his cruelty, ordered all the glasses in 
the house to be broken.</p></note> nor pound him in a
mortar who offendeth thee;<note n="160" id="iii.v-p39.1"><p class="normal" id="iii.v-p40">Anaxarchus, an antient philosopher, was beaten in a mortar by 
a tyrant.</p></note> supererogate
not in the worst sense, and overdo not the necessities of evil; humour not the injustice
of revenge. Be not stoically mistaken in
the equality of sins, nor commutatively
iniquous in the valuation of transgressions;
but weigh them in the scales of heaven,
and by the weights of righteous reason. <pb n="108" id="iii.v-Page_108" />Think that revenge too high, which is but level with 
the offence. Let thy arrows of revenge fly short; or be aimed like those 
of <span class="sc" id="iii.v-p40.1">Jonathan</span>, to fall beside the mark. Too many there be to whom a dead enemy smells well, and who find musk and amber in revenge. The ferity of such 
minds holds no rule in retaliations, requiring too often a head for a tooth, 
and the supreme revenge for trespasses which a night’s rest should obliterate. 
But patient meekness takes injuries like pills, not chewing but swallowing 
them down, laconically suffering, and fluently passing them over; while 
angered pride makes a nose, like Homerican Mars,<note n="161" id="iii.v-p40.2"><blockquote id="iii.v-p40.3"><p class="normal" id="iii.v-p41">
	<span lang="LA" id="iii.v-p41.1">Tu miser exclamas, ut Stentora vincere possis,<br />
Vel potius quantum Gradivus Homericus</span>. <span class="sc" id="iii.v-p41.3">Juv</span>.</p></blockquote>
<p style="text-align:right; margin-right:40%" id="iii.v-p42"><i>First edit.</i></p>
<blockquote id="iii.v-p42.1">
<p class="continue" id="iii.v-p43">You rage and storm, and blasphemously loud,<br />
As Stentor bellowing to the Grecian crowd,<br />
Or Homer’s Mars.—</p></blockquote>
<p class="right" style="margin-right:40%" id="iii.v-p44"><span class="sc" id="iii.v-p44.1">Creech</span>.</p>
</note> at every scratch of offences. Since women 


<pb n="109" id="iii.v-Page_109" />do most delight in revenge,<note n="162" id="iii.v-p44.2">
<verse lang="LA" id="iii.v-p44.3">
<l class="t1" id="iii.v-p44.4">——Minuti</l>
<l class="t1" id="iii.v-p44.5">Semper et infirmi est animi exiguique voluptas, </l>
<l class="t1" id="iii.v-p44.6">Ultio——Sic collige, quod vindictâ </l>
<l class="t1" id="iii.v-p44.7">Nemo magis gaudet, quam fœmina. Juv.</l>
</verse><verse id="iii.v-p44.8">
<l class="t1" id="iii.v-p44.9">——Revenge! which Rill we find</l>
<l class="t1" id="iii.v-p44.10">The weaken frailty of a feeble mind.</l>
<l class="t1" id="iii.v-p44.11">Degenerous passion, and for man too base,</l>
<l class="t1" id="iii.v-p44.12">It seats its empire in the female race.</l>
</verse>
<p class="right" style="margin-right:40%" id="iii.v-p45"><span class="sc" id="iii.v-p45.1">Creech</span>.</p>
</note> 
it may seem but feminine 
manhood to be vindicative. If thou must needs have thy revenge of thine 
enemy, with a soft tongue break his bones,<note n="163" id="iii.v-p45.2"><p class="normal" id="iii.v-p46">A soft tongue breaketh the bones. <scripRef id="iii.v-p46.1" passage="Prov. xxv. 15" parsed="|Prov|25|15|0|0" osisRef="Bible:Prov.25.15">Prov. xxv. 15</scripRef>. <i>First edit.</i></p></note> heap coals of fire on his head, 
forgive him and enjoy it. To forgive our enemies is a charming way 
of revenge, and a short Cæsarian conquest overcoming without a blow; laying 
our enemies at our feet, under sorrow, shame, and repentance; leaving our 
foes our friends, and sollicitously inclined to grateful retaliations. Thus 
to return upon our adversaries, is a healing way of revenge; and to do 
good for evil a <pb n="110" id="iii.v-Page_110" />soft and melting ultion, a method taught from heaven to keep all smooth 
on earth. Common forceable ways make not an end of evil, but leave hatred 
and malice behind them. An enemy thus reconciled is little to be trusted, 
as wanting the foundation of love and charity, and but for a time restrained 
by disadvantage or inability. If thou hast not mercy for others, yet be 
not cruel unto thyself. To ruminate upon evils, to make critical notes upon 
injuries, and be too acute in their apprehensions; is to add unto our own 
tortures, to feather the arrows of our enemies, to lath ourselves with the scorpions of our foes, and to 
resolve to sleep no more: for injuries long 
dreamt on, take away at hit all rest; and he sleeps but like Regulus, who 
busieth his head about them.</p>
                <pb n="111" id="iii.v-Page_111" />
                <hr style="margin-top:24pt; margin-bottom:12pt; width:20%" />
                <p class="normal" id="iii.v-p47">AMUSE not thyself about the riddles
of future things. Study prophecies
when they are become histories,
and part hovering in their causes. Eye
well things past and present, and let conjectural sagacity suffice for things to come.
There is a sober latitude for prescience
in contingences of discoverable tempers,
whereby discerning heads see sometimes
beyond their eyes, and wise men become
prophetical. Leave cloudy predictions to
their periods, and let appointed seasons
have the lot of their accomplishments.
’Tis too early to study such prophecies
before they have been long made, before
some train of their causes have already
taken fire, laying open in part what lay
obscure and before buried unto us. For
the voice of prophecies is like that of
whisfpering-places: they who are near, or
at a little distance, hear nothing; those at 
<pb n="112" id="iii.v-Page_112" />the farthest extremity will understand all. But a retrograde 
      cognition of times past, &amp; things which have already been, is more 
      satisfactory than a suspended knowledge of what is yet unexistent. And the 
      greatest part of time being already wrapt up in things behind us; it's now 
      somewhat late to bait after things before us; for futurity still shortens, 
      and time present sucks in time to come. What is prophetical in one age 
      proves historical in another, and so must hold on unto the last of time; 
      when there will be no room for prediction, when Janus shall loose one 
      face, and the long beard of time shall look like those of David's 
      servants, shorn away upon one side, &amp; when, if the expected Elias 
      should appear, he might say much of what is past, not much of what's to 
      come.</p>
                <pb n="113" id="iii.v-Page_113" />
                <hr style="margin-top:24pt; margin-bottom:12pt; width:20%" />
                <p class="normal" id="iii.v-p48">LIVE unto the dignity of thy nature,
and leave it not disputable at last,
whether thou hast been a man;
or, since thou art a composition of man
and beast, how thou hast predominantly
passed thy days, to state the denomination.
Un-man not, therefore, thyself by a bestial transformation, nor realize old 
fables. Expose not thyself by four-footed manners
unto monstrous draughts, and caricatura
representations. Think not after the old
Pythagorean conceit, what beast thou
mayst be after death. Be not under any
brutal metempsychofis<note n="164" id="iii.v-p48.1"><p class="normal" id="iii.v-p49">See page 65, note 2.</p></note> while thou livest,
and walkest about erectly under the scheme
of man. In thine own circumference, as
in that of the earth, let the rational horizon
be larger than the sensible, and the circle of
reason than of sense: let the divine part be
upward, and the region of beast below; <pb n="114" id="iii.v-Page_114" />otherwise, ’tis but to live invertedly, and with thy head unto the heels 
of thy antipodes. Desert not thy title to a divine particle and union with 
invisibles. Let true knowledge and virtue tell the lower world, thou art 
a part of the higher. Let thy thoughts be of things which have not entred 
into the hearts of beasts: think of things long past, and long to come: acquaint 
thyself with the choragium<note n="165" id="iii.v-p49.1"><p class="normal" id="iii.v-p50">Dance.</p></note> of the stars, and 
consider the vast 
expansion beyond them. Let intellectual tubes give thee a glance of things, 
which visive organs reach not. Have a glimpse of incomprehensibles; and 
thoughts of things, which thoughts but tenderly touch. Lodge immaterials 
in thy head: ascend unto invisibles; fill thy spirit with spirituals, 
with the mysteries of faith, the magnalities of religion, and thy life with 
the honour of <span class="sc" id="iii.v-p50.1">God</span>; without which, though giants in wealth and dignity, 
we are but dwarfs and pygmies in <pb n="115" id="iii.v-Page_115" />humanity, and may hold a pitiful rank in that triple division of mankind into heroes, men, and beasts. For though human 
souls are said to be 
equal, yet is there no small inequality in their operations; some maintain the allowable 
station of men; many are far below it; and some have been so divine, as to approach 
the Apogeum<note n="166" id="iii.v-p50.2"><p class="normal" id="iii.v-p51">To the utmost point of distance from earth and earthly things.</p></note> of their natures, and to be in the consinium of spirits.</p>
                <hr style="margin-top:24pt; margin-bottom:12pt; width:20%" />
                <p class="normal" id="iii.v-p52">BEHOLD thyself by inward opticks
and the crystalline of thy soul.<note n="167" id="iii.v-p52.1"><p class="normal" id="iii.v-p53">Alluding to the crystalline humour of the eye.</p></note> 
Strange it is, that in the most perfect sense there should be so many fallacies,
that we are fain to make a doctrine, and
often to see by art. But the greatest imperfection is in our inward sight, that is, to <pb n="116" id="iii.v-Page_116" />be ghosts unto our own eyes; and while we are so 
sharp-sighted 
as to look thorough others, to be invisible unto ourselves; for the inward 
eyes are more fallacious than the outward. The vices we scoff at in others, 
laugh at us within ourselves. Avarice, pride, falshood, lie undiscerned 
and blindly in us, even to the age of blindness: and, therefore, to see 
ourselves interiourly, we are fain to borrow other men’s eyes; wherein 
true friends are good informers, and censurers no bad friends. Conscience 
only, that can see without light, fits in the Areopagy<note n="168" id="iii.v-p53.1"><p class="normal" id="iii.v-p54">The great court, like the Areopagus of Athens.</p></note> and dark tribunal of our 
hearts, surveying our thoughts and condemning their obliquities. Happy is that 
state of vision that can see without light, though all should look as before the 
creation, when there was not an eye to see, or light to actuate a vision: 
wherein, notwithstanding, obscurity is only imaginable respectively unto eyes: 
for unto <span class="sc" id="iii.v-p54.1">God</span> there was none; <pb n="117" id="iii.v-Page_117" />eternal light was ever; created light was for the creation, 
not himself; and as he saw before the fun, may still also see without it. 
In the city of the new Jerusalem there is neither sun nor moon; where glorified 
eyes must see by the Archetypal<note n="169" id="iii.v-p54.2"><p class="normal" id="iii.v-p55">Original.</p></note> sun, or the light of 
<span class="sc" id="iii.v-p55.1">God</span>, able to illuminate intellectual eyes, and make unknown 
visions. Intuitive perceptions in spiritual 
beings may, perhaps, hold some analogy unto vision; but yet how they see 
us, or one another, what eye, what light, or what perception is required 
unto their intuition, is yet dark unto our apprehension; and even how they 
see <span class="sc" id="iii.v-p55.2">God</span>, or how unto our glorified eyes the beatifical vision will be celebrated, 
another world must tell us, when perceptions will be new, and we may hope 
to behold invisibles.</p>
                <pb n="118" id="iii.v-Page_118" />
                <hr style="margin-top:24pt; margin-bottom:12pt; width:20%" />
                <p class="normal" id="iii.v-p56">WHEN all looks fair about, and thou seest not a cloud so big as a hand
to threaten thee, forget not the
wheel of things: think of sullen vicissitudes, but beat not thy brains to foreknow
them. Be armed against such obscurities,
rather by submission than fore-knowledge.
The knowledge of future evils mortifies
present felicities, and there is more content
in the uncertainty or ignorance of them. This favour our <span class="sc" id="iii.v-p56.1">
Saviour</span> vouchsafed
unto <span class="sc" id="iii.v-p56.2">Peter</span>, when he foretold not his
death in plain terms, and so by an ambiguous and cloudy delivery dampt not the spirit of his disciples. But in the assured
fore-knowledge of the deluge, <span class="sc" id="iii.v-p56.3">Noah</span> lived
many years under the affliction of a flood;
and Jerusalem was taken unto <span class="sc" id="iii.v-p56.4">Jeremey</span>,
before it was besieged. And, therefore,
the wisdom of astrologers, who speak of
future things, hath wisely softened the <pb n="119" id="iii.v-Page_119" />severity of their doctrines; and even in their 
sad predictions, 
while they tell us of inclination not coaction from the stars, they kill us not with 
Stygian oaths and merciless necessity, but leave us hopes of evasion.</p>
                <hr style="margin-top:24pt; margin-bottom:12pt; width:20%" />
                <p class="normal" id="iii.v-p57">IF thou hast the brow to endure the name of traitor, perjur’d, 
or oppressor, yet cover thy face when ingratitude is thrown at thee. If that degenerous 
vice possess thee, hide thyself in the shadow of thy shame, and pollute not noble society. Grateful ingenuities are content to be obliged 
within some compass of retribution; and being depressed by the weight of 
iterated favours, may so labour under their inabilities of requital, as to abate 
the content from kindnesses. But narrow self-ended souls make prescription of 
good offices, and obliged by often favours think others still due unto them: <pb n="120" id="iii.v-Page_120" />whereas, if they but once fail, they prove so perversely ungrateful, 
as to make nothing of former courtesies, and to bury all that’s past. Such tempers 
pervert the generous course of things; for they discourage the inclinations of 
noble minds, and make beneficency cool unto acts of obligation, whereby the grateful 
world should subsist, and have their consolation. Common gratitude must be kept 
alive by the additionary fuel of new courtesies: but generous gratitudes, though 
but once well obliged, without quickening repetitions or expectation of new favours, 
have thankful minds for ever; for they write not their obligations in sandy but 
marble memories, which wear not out but with themselves.</p>
                <pb n="121" id="iii.v-Page_121" />
                <hr style="margin-top:24pt; margin-bottom:12pt; width:20%" />
                <p class="normal" id="iii.v-p58">THINK not silence the wisdom of fools; but, if rightly timed, 
the honour of wife men, who have not the infirmity, but the virtue of taciturnity; and 
speak not out of the abundance, but the well-weighed thoughts of their hearts. 
Such silence may be eloquence, and speak thy worth above the power of words. Make 
such a one thy friend, in whom princes may be happy, and great counsels successful. 
Let him have the key of thy heart, who hath the lock of his own, which no temptation 
can open; where thy secrets may lastingly lie, like the lamp in Olybius his urn,<note n="170" id="iii.v-p58.1"><p class="normal" id="iii.v-p59">Which after many hundred years was found burning under ground, and went out as 
soon as the air came to it. <i>First edit.</i></p></note> 
alive, and light, but close and invisible.</p>
                <pb n="122" id="iii.v-Page_122" />
                <hr style="margin-top:24pt; margin-bottom:12pt; width:20%" />
                <p class="normal" id="iii.v-p60">LET thy oaths be sacred, and promises be made upon the altar of
thy heart. Call not Jove<note n="171" id="iii.v-p60.1"><p class="normal" id="iii.v-p61"><span lang="LA" id="iii.v-p61.1">Jovem lapidem jurare</span>. <i>First edit.</i></p></note> 
to witness, with a stone in one hand, and a straw
in another; and so make chaff and stubble of thy vows. Worldly spirits, whose interest is their belief, make cobwebs of obligations; and, if they can find ways to elude
the urn of the Prætor,<note n="172" id="iii.v-p61.2"><p class="normal" id="iii.v-p62">The vessel, into which the ticket of condemnation or acquittal was cast.</p></note> will trust the
thunderbolt of Jupiter: and, therefore, if
they should as deeply swear as Osman to
Bethlem Gabor;<note n="173" id="iii.v-p62.1"><p class="normal" id="iii.v-p63">See the oath of Sultan Osman in his life, in the addition to Knolls his Turkish history. <i>First edit.</i></p></note> yet whether they would
be bound by those chains, and not find
ways to cut such Gordian knots, we could
have no just assurance. But honest men’s
words are Stygian oaths, and promises
inviolable. These are not the men <pb n="123" id="iii.v-Page_123" />for whom the fetters of law were first forged; they needed not 
the solemness of oaths; by keeping their faith they swear,<note n="174" id="iii.v-p63.1"><p class="normal" id="iii.v-p64"><span lang="LA" id="iii.v-p64.1">Colendo fidem jurant</span>. 
<span class="sc" id="iii.v-p64.2">Curtius</span>. <i>First edit.</i></p></note> and evacuate such confirmations.</p>
                <hr style="margin-top:24pt; margin-bottom:12pt; width:20%" />
                <p class="normal" id="iii.v-p65">THOUGH the world be histrionical,
and most men live ironically, yet
be thou what thou singly art, and
personate only thyself. Swim smoothly in
the stream of thy nature, and live but one
man. To single hearts doubling is discruciating: such tempers must sweat to dissemble, 
and prove but hypocritical hypocrites. Simulation must be short: men do
not easily continue a counterfeiting life, or
dissemble unto death. He who counterfeiteth, acts a part; and is, as it were, out
of himself: which, if long, proves so irksome, that men are glad to pull off their <pb n="124" id="iii.v-Page_124" />
vizards, and resume themselves again; no practice being able to naturalize such unnaturals, 
or make a man rest content not to be himself. And, therefore, 
since sincerity is thy temper, let veracity be thy virtue, in words, manners, 
and actions. To offer at iniquities, which have so little foundations in 
thee, were to be vicious up-hill, and strain for thy condemnation. Persons 
viciously inclined, want no wheels to make them actively vicious; as having 
the elater and spring of their own natures to facilitate their iniquities. 
And, therefore, so many, who are sinistrous unto good actions, are ambi-dexterous 
unto bad; and Vulcans in virtuous paths, Achilleses in vicious motions.</p>
                <hr style="margin-top:24pt; margin-bottom:12pt; width:20%" />
                <p class="normal" id="iii.v-p66">REST not in the high-strain’d paradoxes of old philosophy, supported
by naked reason, and the reward of
mortal felicity; but labour in the ethicks
of faith, built upon heavenly assistance, and the happiness of both beings. 
Understand the rules, but swear not unto the
doctrines of Zeno or Epicurus.<note n="175" id="iii.v-p66.1"><p class="normal" id="iii.v-p67">The authors of the Stoical and Epicurean philosophy.</p></note> Look
beyond Antoninus,<note n="176" id="iii.v-p67.1"><p class="normal" id="iii.v-p68">Stoical philosophers.</p></note> and terminate not thy
morals in Seneca or Epidetus.<note n="177" id="iii.v-p68.1"><p class="normal" id="iii.v-p69">Stoical philosophers.</p></note> Let not
the twelve, but the two tables be thy law:
let Pythagoras be thy remembrancer, not
thy textuary and final instructer; and learn the vanity of the world, rather 
from <span class="sc" id="iii.v-p69.1">Solomon</span> than Phocylydes.<note n="178" id="iii.v-p69.2"><p class="normal" id="iii.v-p70">A writer of moral sentences in verse.</p></note> Sleep not in the
dogmas of the Peripatus, Academy, or Porticus.<note n="179" id="iii.v-p70.1"><p class="normal" id="iii.v-p71">Three schools of philosophy.</p></note> <pb n="126" id="iii.v-Page_126" />Be a moralist of the mount,<note n="180" id="iii.v-p71.1"><p class="normal" id="iii.v-p72">That is, according to the rules laid down in our
<span class="sc" id="iii.v-p72.1">Saviour’s</span>
sermon on the mount.</p></note> an Epictetus in the faith, and christianize thy notions.</p>
                <hr style="margin-top:24pt; margin-bottom:12pt; width:20%" />
                <p class="normal" id="iii.v-p73">IN seventy or eighty years, a man may have a deep gust of the 
world; know what it is, what it can afford, and what ’tis to have been a man. Such 
a latitude of years may hold a considerable corner in the general map of time; 
and a man may have a curt epitome of the whole course thereof in the days of his 
own life; may clearly see he hath but acted over his fore-fathers; what it was 
to live in ages past, and what living will be in all ages to come.</p>
                <p class="normal" id="iii.v-p74">He is like to be the best judge of time, who hath lived to see 
about the sixtieth part thereof. Persons of short times may <pb n="127" id="iii.v-Page_127" />know what ’tis to live, but not the life of man, who, having 
little behind them, are but Januses of one face, and know not singularities enough 
to raise axioms of this world: but such a compass of years will shew new examples 
of old things, parallelisms of occurrences through the whole course of time, and 
nothing be monstrous unto him; who may in that time understand not only the varieties 
of men, but the variation of himself, and how many men he hath been in that extent 
of time.</p>
                <p class="normal" id="iii.v-p75">He may have a close apprehension what it is to be forgotten, 
while he hath lived to find none who could remember his father, or scarce the friends 
of his youth; and may sensibly see with what a face in no long time oblivion will 
look upon himself. His progeny may never be his posterity; he may go out of the 
world less related than he came into it; and, considering the frequent mortality 
in friends and relations, in such a term of time, he may pass away divers years <pb n="128" id="iii.v-Page_128" />in sorrow and black habits, and leave none to mourn for 
himself; orbity may be his inheritance, and riches his repentance.</p>
                <p class="normal" id="iii.v-p76">In such a thred of time, and long observation of men, 
he may acquire a physiognomical intuitive knowledge; judge the interiors 
by the outside, and raise conjectures at first fight; and knowing what men 
have been, what they are, what children probably will be, may in the present 
age behold a good part and the temper of the next; and since so many live 
by the rules of constitution, and so few overcome their temperamental inclinations, 
make no improbable predictions.</p>
                <p class="normal" id="iii.v-p77">Such a portion of time will afford a large prospect backward, 
and authentick reflections how far he hath performed the great intention 
of his being, in the honour of his <span class="sc" id="iii.v-p77.1">Maker</span>; whether he hath made good the 
principles of his nature, and what he was made to be; what characteristick 
and special mark he hath left, to be observable in <pb n="129" id="iii.v-Page_129" />his generation; whether he hath lived to purpose or 
in vain; and what he hath added, acted, or performed, that might considerably speak him a man.</p>
                <p class="normal" id="iii.v-p78">In such an age, delights will be undelightful, and pleasures 
grow stale unto him; antiquated theorems will revive, and <span class="sc" id="iii.v-p78.1">Solomon's</span> maxims<note n="181" id="iii.v-p78.2"><p class="normal" id="iii.v-p79">That all is vanity.</p></note> 
be demonstrations unto him; hopes or presumptions be over, and despair grow 
up of any satisfaction below. And having been long tossed in the ocean of 
this world, he will by that time feel the indraught of another, unto which 
this seems but preparatory, and without it of no high value. He will experimentally 
find the emptiness of all things, and the nothing of what is pail; and 
wifely grounding upon true christian expectations, finding so much pall, 
will wholly fix upon what is to come. He will long for perpetuity, and live 
as though he made haste to be happy. The last may prove the prime part of 
his life, <pb n="130" id="iii.v-Page_130" />and those his best days which he lived nearest heaven.</p>
                <hr style="margin-top:24pt; margin-bottom:12pt; width:20%" />
                <p class="normal" id="iii.v-p80">LIVE happy in the Elizium of a virtuously composed mind, and let intellectual contents exceed the delights wherein mere pleasurists place their paradise. 
Bear not too slack reins upon pleasure, nor let complexion or contagion betray thee 
unto the exorbitancy of delight. Make pleasure thy recreation or intermissive relaxation, 
not thy Diana, life and profession. Voluptuousness is as insatiable as covetousness. 
Tranquillity is better than jollity, and to appease pain than to invent pleasure. 
Our hard entrance into the world, our miserable going out of it, our sicknesses, 
disturbances, and sad rencounters in it, do clamorously tell us we come not into 
the world to run a race of delight, but to perform the sober ads and serious purposes 
of man; which to omit <pb n="131" id="iii.v-Page_131" />were foully to miscarry in the advantage of humanity, to play 
away an uniterable life, and to have lived in vain. Forget not the capital end, 
and frustrate not the opportunity of once living. Dream not of any kind of metempsychosis<note n="182" id="iii.v-p80.1"><p class="normal" id="iii.v-p81">See note 2, page 65.</p></note> 
or transanimation, but into thine own body, and that after a long time; and then 
also unto wail or bliss, according to thy first and fundamental life. Upon a curricle 
in this world depends a long course of the next, and upon a narrow scene here an 
endless expansion hereafter. In vain some think to have an end of their beings with 
their lives. Things cannot get out of their natures, or be or not be in despight 
of their constitutions. Rational existences in heaven perish not at all, and but 
partially on earth: that which is thus once, will in some way be always: the 
first 
living human soul is still alive, and all <span class="sc" id="iii.v-p81.1">Adam</span> hath found no period.</p>
                <pb n="132" id="iii.v-Page_132" />
                <hr style="margin-top:24pt; margin-bottom:12pt; width:20%" />
                <p class="normal" id="iii.v-p82">SINCE the stars of heaven do differ
in glory; since it hath pleased the <span class="sc" id="iii.v-p82.1">Almighty</span> hand to honour the
north-pole with lights above the south;
since there are some stars so bright that
they can hardly be looked on, some so dim that they can scarce be seen, and vast 
numbers not to be seen at all even by artificial
eyes; read thou the earth in heaven, and things below from above. Look contentedly upon the scattered difference of things,
and expect not equality, in lustre, dignity,
or perfection, in regions or persons below;
where numerous numbers must be content
to stand like lacteous or nebulous stars, little taken notice of, or dim in 
their generations. All which may be contentedly
allowable in the affairs and ends of this
world, and in suspension unto what will
be in the order of things hereafter, and the
new system of mankind which will be in <pb n="133" id="iii.v-Page_133" />the world to come; when the last may be the first, and the 
first 
the last; when Lazarus may sit above Cæsar, and the just obscure on earth shall 
thine like the sun in heaven; when personations shall cease, and histrionism of 
happiness be over; when reality shall rule, and all shall be as they shall be for 
ever.</p>
                <hr style="margin-top:24pt; margin-bottom:12pt; width:20%" />
                <p class="normal" id="iii.v-p83">WHEN the Stoick said that life
would not be accepted if it were
offered unto such as knew it,<note n="183" id="iii.v-p83.1"><p class="normal" id="iii.v-p84">‘<span lang="LA" id="iii.v-p84.1">Vitam nemo acciperct, si daretur scientibus.</span></p>
<p class="right" style="margin-right:40%" id="iii.v-p85">Seneca. <i>First edit.</i></p></note> he spoke too meanly of that state of being
which placeth us in the form of men. It
more depreciates the value of this life, that men would not live it over again; 
for although they would still live on, yet few or
none can endure to think of being twice
the same men upon earth, and some had
rather never have lived than to tread over <pb n="134" id="iii.v-Page_134" />their days once more. Cicero in a prosperous state had not the patience to think 
of beginning in a cradle again.<note n="184" id="iii.v-p85.1"><p class="normal" id="iii.v-p86"><span lang="LA" id="iii.v-p86.1">Si quis Deus mihi largiatur, ut repuerascam et in cunis 
vagiam, valde recusem</span>. <span class="sc" id="iii.v-p86.2">Cic</span>. <i>de Senectute. </i></p></note> <span class="sc" id="iii.v-p86.3">Job</span> would not only curse the day 
of his nativity, but also of his renascency, if he were to act over his disasters 
and the miseries of the dunghill. But the greatest underweening of this 
life is to undervalue that, unto which this is but exordial or a passage 
leading unto it. The great advantage of this mean life is thereby to stand 
in a capacity of a better; for the colonies of heaven must be drawn from 
earth, and the sons of the first <span class="sc" id="iii.v-p86.4">Adam</span> are only heirs unto the second. Thus 
<span class="sc" id="iii.v-p86.5">Adam</span> came into this world with the power also of another; nor only to replenish the earth, but the 
everlasting mansions of heaven. Where we were when the 
foundations of the earth were laid, when the morning stars sang together,<note n="185" id="iii.v-p86.6"><p class="normal" id="iii.v-p87"><scripRef id="iii.v-p87.1" passage="Job xxxviii." parsed="|Job|38|0|0|0" osisRef="Bible:Job.38">Job xxxviii.</scripRef></p></note> 
and all the <pb n="135" id="iii.v-Page_135" />sons of <span class="sc" id="iii.v-p87.2">God</span> shouted for joy, 
<span class="sc" id="iii.v-p87.3">He</span> must answer who asked 
it; who understands entities of preordination, and beings yet unbeing; 
who hath in his intellect the ideal existences of things, and entities before 
their extances. Though it looks but like an imaginary kind of existency, 
to be before we are; yet since we are under the decree or prescience of 
a sure and <span class="sc" id="iii.v-p87.4">Omnipotent Power</span>, it may be somewhat more than a non-entity, 
to be in that mind, unto which all things are present.</p>
                <hr style="margin-top:24pt; margin-bottom:12pt; width:20%" />
                <p class="normal" id="iii.v-p88">IF the end of the world shall have
the same foregoing signs, as the
period of empires, states, and dominions in it, that is, corruption of manners, inhuman degenerations, and deluge of
iniquities; it may be doubted, whether
that final time be so far off, of whose day
and hour there can be no prescience. But <pb n="136" id="iii.v-Page_136" />while all men doubt, and none can determine how long the world 
shall last, some may wonder that it hath spun out so long and unto our days. For 
if the <span class="sc" id="iii.v-p88.1">Almighty</span> had not determin'd a fixed duration unto it, according to his 
mighty and merciful designments in it; if he had not said unto it, as he did 
unto a part of it, hitherto shalt thou go and no farther; if we consider the incessant and cutting provocations from the earth; it is not without amazement, 
how his patience hath permitted so long a continuance unto it; how he, who 
cursed the earth in the first days of the first man, and drowned it in the tenth 
generation after, should thus lastingly contend with flesh, and yet defer the 
last flames. For since he is sharply provoked every moment, yet punisheth to 
pardon, and forgives to forgive again; what patience could be content to ad over 
such vicissitudes, or accept of repentances which must have after-penitences, 
his goodness can only tell us. And surely <pb n="137" id="iii.v-Page_137" />if the patience of 
<span class="sc" id="iii.v-p88.2">Heaven</span> were not proportionable unto 
the provocations from earth, there needed an intercessor not only for the 
sins, but the duration of this world, and to lead it up unto the present 
computation. Without filch a merciful longanimity, the heavens would never 
be so aged as to grow old like a garment. It were in vain to infer from 
the doctrine of the sphere, that the time might come, when Capella, a noble 
northern star, would have its motion in the Æquator; that the northern 
zodiacal signs would at length be the southern, the southern the northern, 
and Capricorn become our Cancer. However, therefore, the wisdom of the 
<span class="sc" id="iii.v-p88.3">Creator</span> 
hath ordered the duration of the world, yet since the end thereof brings 
the accomplishment of our happiness, since some would be content that it 
should have no end, since evil men and spirits do fear it may be too short, 
since good men hope it may not be too long; the prayer of the saints under 
the <pb n="138" id="iii.v-Page_138" />altar will be the supplication of the righteous world that his mercy would 
abridge their languishing expectation, and hasten the accomplishment of 
their happy state to come.</p>
                <hr style="margin-top:24pt; margin-bottom:12pt; width:20%" />
                <p class="normal" id="iii.v-p89">THOUGH good men are often taken
away from the evil to come; though
some in evil days have been glad
that they were old, nor long to behold the
iniquities of a wicked world, or judgments
threatened by them; yet is it no small satisfaction unto honest minds, to leave the
world in virtuous well-temper’d times,
under a prospect of good to come, and continuation of worthy ways acceptable unto
<span class="sc" id="iii.v-p89.1">God</span> and man. Men who die in deplorable days, which they regretfully behold,
have not their eyes closed with the like
content; while they cannot avoid the
thoughts of proceeding or growing enormities, displeasing unto that 
<span class="sc" id="iii.v-p89.2">Spirit</span> unto <pb n="139" id="iii.v-Page_139" />whom they are then going, whose honour they desire in all 
times and throughout all generations. If Lucifer could be freed from his dismal 
place, he would little care though the rest were left behind. Too many there may 
be of Nero's mind, who, if their own turn were served, would not regard what 
became of others;<note n="186" id="iii.v-p89.3"><p class="normal" id="iii.v-p90">Nero often had this laying in his mouth,</p>
<p class="center" id="iii.v-p91"><span lang="EL" class="Greek" id="iii.v-p91.1">Ἐμοῦ θάνοντος γαῖα μιχθήτω πύρι</span>:</p>
<p class="continue" id="iii.v-p92">“when I am once dead, let the earth and fire be jumbled together.”</p></note> and, when they die 
themselves, care not if all perish. But good men’s wishes extend beyond 
their lives, for the happiness of times to come, and never to be known unto 
them. And, therefore, while so many question prayers for the dead, they 
charitably pray for those who are not yet alive; they are not so enviously ambitious to go to heaven by themselves: they cannot but humbly with, that 
the little flock might be greater, the narrow gate wider, and that, as many 
are called, so not a few might be chosen.</p>
                <pb n="140" id="iii.v-Page_140" />
                <hr style="margin-top:24pt; margin-bottom:12pt; width:20%" />
                <p class="normal" id="iii.v-p93">THAT a greater number of angels remained in heaven, than fell 
from it, the school-men will tell us; that the number of blessed souls will 
not come short of that vast number of fallen spirits, we have the favourable calculation 
of others. What age or century hath sent most souls unto heaven, he can tell who vouchsafeth that honour unto them. Though the number of the blessed must be complete 
before the world can pass away; yet since the world itself seems in the wane, and 
we have no such comfortable prognosticks of latter times; since a greater part 
of time is spun than is to come, and the blessed roll already much replenished; happy are those pieties, which 
sollicitously look about, and hasten to make one 
of that already much filled and abbreviated list to come.</p>
                <pb n="141" id="iii.v-Page_141" />
                <hr style="margin-top:24pt; margin-bottom:12pt; width:20%" />
                <p class="normal" id="iii.v-p94">THINK not thy time short in this
world, since the world itself is not long. The created world is but a small parenthesis in eternity; and a short
interposition for a time between such a state of duration, as was before it and may
be after it. And if we should allow of the
old tradition, that the world should last six
thousand years, it could scarce have the
name of old, since the first man lived near
a sixth part thereof, and seven Methuselahs would exceed its whole duration. However, to palliate the shortness of our lives,
and somewhat to compensate our brief
term in this world, it’s good to know as
much as we can of it; and also, so far as
possibly in us lieth, to hold such a theory
of times past, as though we had seen the same. He who hath thus considered the
world, as also how therein things long past
have been answered by things present; how <pb n="142" id="iii.v-Page_142" />matters in one age have been acted over in another; and how 
there is nothing new under the sun; may conceive himself in some manner to have 
lived from the beginning, and to be as old as the world; and if he should still 
live on, ’twould be but the same thing.</p>
                <hr style="margin-top:24pt; margin-bottom:12pt; width:20%" />
                <p class="normal" id="iii.v-p95">LASTLY; if length of days be thy
portion, make it not thy expectation.<note n="187" id="iii.v-p95.1"><p class="normal" id="iii.v-p96"><span lang="LA" id="iii.v-p96.1">Omnem crede diem tibi diluxisse supremum, <br />
Grata superveniet quæ non sperabitur 
hora</span>. <span class="sc" id="iii.v-p96.3">Hor</span>.</p>
<verse id="iii.v-p96.4">
<l class="t1" id="iii.v-p96.5">Believe, that ev’ry morning’s ray</l>
<l class="t1" id="iii.v-p96.6">Hath lighted up thy latest day;</l>
<l class="t1" id="iii.v-p96.7">Then, if to-morrow’s sun be thine,</l>
<l class="t1" id="iii.v-p96.8">With double lustre shall it shine.</l></verse> 
<p class="right" style="margin-right:40%" id="iii.v-p97"><span class="sc" id="iii.v-p97.1">Francis</span>.</p></note> Reckon not upon long life:
think every day the last, and live always
beyond thy account. He that so often surviveth his expectation lives many lives,
and will scarce complain of the shortness of
his days. Time past is gone like a shadow;
make time to come present. Approximate <pb n="143" id="iii.v-Page_143" />thy latter times by present apprehensions of them: be 
like a neighbour unto the grave, and think there is but little to come. 
And since there is something of us that will still live on, join both lives 
together, and live in one but for the other. He who thus ordereth the purposes 
of this life, will never be far from the next; and is in some manner already 
in it, by a happy conformity, and close apprehension of it. And if, as we 
have elsewhere declared,<note n="188" id="iii.v-p97.2"><p class="normal" id="iii.v-p98">In his treatise of <span class="sc" id="iii.v-p98.1">Urnburial</span>. Some other parts of these 
essays are printed in a letter among <span class="sc" id="iii.v-p98.2">Browne's</span> posthumous works. Those 
references to his own books prove these essays to be genuine.</p></note> any have been so happy, as personally to underhand christian annihilation, extasy, exolution, transformation, the kiss of the spouse, and ingression into the divine 
shadow, according to mystical theology, 
they have already had an handsome anticipation of heaven; the world is 
in a manner over, and the earth in ashes unto them.</p>
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                    <span class="unclear" id="iii.v-p99.1">CHISWICE</span> PRESS:—PRINTED BY WHITTINGHAM AND WILKINS,<br />
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<ul class="Index1">
 <li><span class="Greek">ἐυσάρκος: 
  <a class="TOC" href="#ii-p118.1">1</a></span></li>
 <li><span class="Greek">Ἐμοῦ θάνοντος γαῖα μιχθήτω πύρι: 
  <a class="TOC" href="#iii.v-p91.1">1</a></span></li>
 <li><span class="Greek">Ἐπικαιρεκακία: 
  <a class="TOC" href="#iii.v-p13.1">1</a></span></li>
 <li><span class="Greek">Ὁ τύχων : 
  <a class="TOC" href="#iii.iii-p86.2">1</a>
  <a class="TOC" href="#iii.iii-p86.3">2</a></span></li>
 <li><span class="Greek">Θ: 
  <a class="TOC" href="#iii.iii-p60.1">1</a></span></li>
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<ul class="Index1">
 <li> ——Minuti: 
  <a class="TOC" href="#iii.v-p44.3">1</a></li>
 <li>Ὁ τύχων : 
  <a class="TOC" href="#iii.iii-p86.1">1</a></li>
 <li>Accusatori nollet dare.: 
  <a class="TOC" href="#iii.iii-p37.10">1</a></li>
 <li>Caldæ gelidæque minister: 
  <a class="TOC" href="#iii.iv-p7.1">1</a></li>
 <li>Cannarum vindex, et tanti sanguinis ultor, Annulus.: 
  <a class="TOC" href="#iii.iv-p55.1">1</a></li>
 <li>Census: 
  <a class="TOC" href="#iii.iii-p83.1">1</a></li>
 <li>Cerebrum Jovis: 
  <a class="TOC" href="#iii.iv-p3.1">1</a></li>
 <li>Colendo fidem jurant: 
  <a class="TOC" href="#iii.v-p64.1">1</a></li>
 <li>Demito naufragium, mors mihi munus erit: 
  <a class="TOC" href="#iii.iv-p52.1">1</a></li>
 <li>Dulcique fenex vicinus Hymetto,: 
  <a class="TOC" href="#iii.iii-p37.6">1</a></li>
 <li>Fœnerator Alphius: 
  <a class="TOC" href="#iii.iii-p23.3">1</a></li>
 <li>Hic niger est, hunc to Romane caveto: 
  <a class="TOC" href="#iii.iii-p103.1">1</a></li>
 <li>In Tiberim defluxit Orontes: 
  <a class="TOC" href="#iii.iii-p95.1">1</a></li>
 <li>Ipse ego, nam memini, Trojani tempore belli Panthoides Euphorbus eram.: 
  <a class="TOC" href="#iii.iv-p27.1">1</a></li>
 <li>Jovem lapidem jurare: 
  <a class="TOC" href="#iii.v-p61.1">1</a></li>
 <li>Judice nemo nocens absolvitur: 
  <a class="TOC" href="#iii.iii-p60.7">1</a></li>
 <li>Laquearius: 
  <a class="TOC" href="#iii.iii-p73.2">1</a></li>
 <li>Linea recta brevissima: 
  <a class="TOC" href="#iii.v-p8.1">1</a></li>
 <li>Nihil agis dolor.: 
  <a class="TOC" href="#ii-p128.3">1</a></li>
 <li>Omnem crede diem tibi diluxisse supremum, Grata superveniet quæ non sperabitur hora: 
  <a class="TOC" href="#iii.v-p96.1">1</a></li>
 <li>Optimi malorum pessimi bonorum: 
  <a class="TOC" href="#iii.iii-p30.1">1</a></li>
 <li>Plaudite: 
  <a class="TOC" href="#iii.iii-p105.1">1</a></li>
 <li>Pompeios Juvenes Asia atque Europa, sed ipsum Terra tegit Libyes: 
  <a class="TOC" href="#iii.v-p25.1">1</a></li>
 <li>Primusque dies dedit extremum: 
  <a class="TOC" href="#iii.iv-p33.1">1</a></li>
 <li>Quætrit calendis ponere.: 
  <a class="TOC" href="#iii.iii-p23.7">1</a></li>
 <li>Qui nescit dissimulare nescit Regnare: 
  <a class="TOC" href="#iii.iv-p22.1">1</a></li>
 <li>Qui partem acceptæ sæva inter vincla cicutæ,: 
  <a class="TOC" href="#iii.iii-p37.8">1</a></li>
 <li>Retiarius: 
  <a class="TOC" href="#iii.iii-p73.1">1</a></li>
 <li>Sapiens dominabitur astris: 
  <a class="TOC" href="#iii.v-p19.1">1</a></li>
 <li>Se: 
  <a class="TOC" href="#iii.iii-p60.5">1</a></li>
 <li>Si quis Deus mihi largiatur, ut repuerascam et in cunis vagiam, valde recusem: 
  <a class="TOC" href="#iii.v-p86.1">1</a></li>
 <li>Suam religit Idibus pecuniam: 
  <a class="TOC" href="#iii.iii-p23.5">1</a></li>
 <li>Tu miser exclamas, ut Stentora vincere possis, Vel potius quantum Gradivus Homericus: 
  <a class="TOC" href="#iii.v-p41.1">1</a></li>
 <li>Virtute et literis ornatissimus: 
  <a class="TOC" href="#ii-p83.2">1</a></li>
 <li>Vitam nemo acciperct, si daretur scientibus.: 
  <a class="TOC" href="#iii.v-p84.1">1</a></li>
 <li>Voluptates commendat rarior usus: 
  <a class="TOC" href="#iii.iv-p2.1">1</a></li>
 <li>aucupium: 
  <a class="TOC" href="#ii-p68.1">1</a></li>
 <li>hic niger: 
  <a class="TOC" href="#iii.iii-p102.1">1</a></li>
 <li>in coagulato: 
  <a class="TOC" href="#iii.iv-p38.1">1</a></li>
 <li>in soluto: 
  <a class="TOC" href="#iii.iv-p39.1">1</a></li>
 <li>magnæ virtutes nec minora vitia: 
  <a class="TOC" href="#ii-p141.1">1</a></li>
 <li>non ultra: 
  <a class="TOC" href="#iii.iii-p89.1">1</a>
  <a class="TOC" href="#iii.iv-p41.1">2</a></li>
 <li>piscatio: 
  <a class="TOC" href="#ii-p68.2">1</a></li>
 <li>plaudite: 
  <a class="TOC" href="#iii.iii-p104.2">1</a></li>
 <li>verba ardentia: 
  <a class="TOC" href="#ii-p143.1">1</a></li>
 <li>verum certè verum atque verissimum est: 
  <a class="TOC" href="#iii.iv-p11.1">1</a></li>
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<a class="TOC" href="#i-Page_iii">iii</a> 
<a class="TOC" href="#i-Page_iv">iv</a> 
<a class="TOC" href="#i-Page_v">v</a> 
<a class="TOC" href="#i-Page_vi">vi</a> 
<a class="TOC" href="#i-Page_vii">vii</a> 
<a class="TOC" href="#i-Page_viii">viii</a> 
<a class="TOC" href="#i-Page_ix">ix</a> 
<a class="TOC" href="#ii-Page_x">x</a> 
<a class="TOC" href="#ii-Page_xi">xi</a> 
<a class="TOC" href="#ii-Page_xii">xii</a> 
<a class="TOC" href="#ii-Page_xiii">xiii</a> 
<a class="TOC" href="#ii-Page_xiv">xiv</a> 
<a class="TOC" href="#ii-Page_xv">xv</a> 
<a class="TOC" href="#ii-Page_xvi">xvi</a> 
<a class="TOC" href="#ii-Page_xvii">xvii</a> 
<a class="TOC" href="#ii-Page_xviii">xviii</a> 
<a class="TOC" href="#ii-Page_xix">xix</a> 
<a class="TOC" href="#ii-Page_xx">xx</a> 
<a class="TOC" href="#ii-Page_xxi">xxi</a> 
<a class="TOC" href="#ii-Page_xxii">xxii</a> 
<a class="TOC" href="#ii-Page_xxiii">xxiii</a> 
<a class="TOC" href="#ii-Page_xxiv">xxiv</a> 
<a class="TOC" href="#ii-Page_xxv">xxv</a> 
<a class="TOC" href="#ii-Page_xxvi">xxvi</a> 
<a class="TOC" href="#ii-Page_xxvii">xxvii</a> 
<a class="TOC" href="#ii-Page_xxviii">xxviii</a> 
<a class="TOC" href="#ii-Page_xxix">xxix</a> 
<a class="TOC" href="#ii-Page_xxx">xxx</a> 
<a class="TOC" href="#ii-Page_xxxi">xxxi</a> 
<a class="TOC" href="#ii-Page_xxxii">xxxii</a> 
<a class="TOC" href="#ii-Page_xxxiii">xxxiii</a> 
<a class="TOC" href="#ii-Page_xxxiv">xxxiv</a> 
<a class="TOC" href="#ii-Page_xxxv">xxxv</a> 
<a class="TOC" href="#ii-Page_xxxvi">xxxvi</a> 
<a class="TOC" href="#ii-Page_xxxvii">xxxvii</a> 
<a class="TOC" href="#ii-Page_xxxviii">xxxviii</a> 
<a class="TOC" href="#ii-Page_xxxix">xxxix</a> 
<a class="TOC" href="#ii-Page_xl">xl</a> 
<a class="TOC" href="#ii-Page_xli">xli</a> 
<a class="TOC" href="#ii-Page_xlii">xlii</a> 
<a class="TOC" href="#ii-Page_xliii">xliii</a> 
<a class="TOC" href="#ii-Page_xliv">xliv</a> 
<a class="TOC" href="#ii-Page_xlv">xlv</a> 
<a class="TOC" href="#ii-Page_xlvi">xlvi</a> 
<a class="TOC" href="#ii-Page_xlvii">xlvii</a> 
<a class="TOC" href="#ii-Page_xlviii">xlviii</a> 
<a class="TOC" href="#ii-Page_xlix">xlix</a> 
<a class="TOC" href="#ii-Page_l">l</a> 
<a class="TOC" href="#ii-Page_li">li</a> 
<a class="TOC" href="#ii-Page_lii">lii</a> 
<a class="TOC" href="#ii-Page_liii">liii</a> 
<a class="TOC" href="#ii-Page_liv">liv</a> 
<a class="TOC" href="#ii-Page_lv">lv</a> 
<a class="TOC" href="#ii-Page_lvi">lvi</a> 
<a class="TOC" href="#ii-Page_lvii">lvii</a> 
<a class="TOC" href="#ii-Page_lviii">lviii</a> 
<a class="TOC" href="#ii-Page_lix">lix</a> 
<a class="TOC" href="#ii-Page_lx">lx</a> 
<a class="TOC" href="#ii-Page_lxi">lxi</a> 
<a class="TOC" href="#ii-Page_lxii">lxii</a> 
<a class="TOC" href="#ii-Page_lxiii">lxiii</a> 
<a class="TOC" href="#ii-Page_lxiv">lxiv</a> 
<a class="TOC" href="#ii-Page_lxv">lxv</a> 
<a class="TOC" href="#ii-Page_lxvi">lxvi</a> 
<a class="TOC" href="#ii-Page_lxvii">lxvii</a> 
<a class="TOC" href="#ii-Page_lxviii">lxviii</a> 
<a class="TOC" href="#ii-Page_lxix">lxix</a> 
<a class="TOC" href="#ii-Page_lxx">lxx</a> 
<a class="TOC" href="#ii-Page_lxxi">lxxi</a> 
<a class="TOC" href="#ii-Page_lxxii">lxxii</a> 
<a class="TOC" href="#ii-Page_lxxiii">lxxiii</a> 
<a class="TOC" href="#ii-Page_lxxiv">lxxiv</a> 
<a class="TOC" href="#ii-Page_lxxv">lxxv</a> 
<a class="TOC" href="#ii-Page_lxxvi">lxxvi</a> 
<a class="TOC" href="#ii-Page_1">1</a> 
<a class="TOC" href="#iii-Page_2">2</a> 
<a class="TOC" href="#iii-Page_3">3</a> 
<a class="TOC" href="#iii.i-Page_4">4</a> 
<a class="TOC" href="#iii.i-Page_5">5</a> 
<a class="TOC" href="#iii.ii-Page_6">6</a> 
<a class="TOC" href="#iii.ii-Page_7">7</a> 
<a class="TOC" href="#iii.iii-Page_8">8</a> 
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<a class="TOC" href="#iii.iii-Page_10">10</a> 
<a class="TOC" href="#iii.iii-Page_11">11</a> 
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<a class="TOC" href="#iii.iii-Page_13">13</a> 
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<a class="TOC" href="#iii.v-Page_87">87</a> 
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<a class="TOC" href="#iii.v-Page_96">96</a> 
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<a class="TOC" href="#iii.v-Page_107">107</a> 
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<a class="TOC" href="#iii.v-Page_109">109</a> 
<a class="TOC" href="#iii.v-Page_110">110</a> 
<a class="TOC" href="#iii.v-Page_111">111</a> 
<a class="TOC" href="#iii.v-Page_112">112</a> 
<a class="TOC" href="#iii.v-Page_113">113</a> 
<a class="TOC" href="#iii.v-Page_114">114</a> 
<a class="TOC" href="#iii.v-Page_115">115</a> 
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