Practical RHETORIC. OR, Certain little SENTENCES varied according to the Rules prescribed by ERASMUS, in his most Excellent Book De Copia Verborum & Rerum. Wherein Children may be Exercised, when they first begin to Translate Latin, with many Advantages, as will appear by the ensuing Epistle. Framed first for the use of a Private School, kept in the House of Mr. Francis Atkinson: and now commended to the use of all SCHOOLS. By Joshua Pool, Mr. of Arts. — Inopem me copia fecit. London, Printed for T. Johnson, at the Golden Key in Paul's Church yard, 1663. Imprimatur, Jun. 6. 1663. M. Franck. S. T. P. R. in Xᵒ Patri Do Epo. Lond. à Sac. Dom. BENEVOLO LECTORI SALUTEM. Candidissime Lector, CUM praestantissimum illum, & verè aureum Erasmi, de Copia Verborum & Rerum, libellum seriò perlegeram, intentioreque animi acie considerarem, quàm multiplex ejus esset usus, & quam immensus indè fructus percipi posset, cùm ad vitandam ingratam ejusdem verbi & Sermonis iterationem, tum ad distinguendam varietate quâdam orationem; nec-non ad subit am ex tempore dicendi scribendique facultatem; ad Authores alios enarrandos, vel ex alieno Sermone vertendos; ad rem Poeticam, carmenque scribendum, nè plura confecter, quae sunt penè infinita; de Sententiis quibusdam breviusculis juxta praescriptas formas (quantùm res pateretur) variandis cogitare coepi: quibus in transferendis, cùm primùm Latinè vertere incipiant, exerceantur pueri, undè non solùm Verborum Rerumque copiam, praestantissimam Grammaticae Rhetoricaeque Scientiae partem, incauti imbibant; sed & ad omne genus loquendi formas, Affirmativas, Negativas, Interrogativas, Admirativas, & quae sunt aliae multae, stylum suum à teneris attemperare, consuescant. Neque id solùm, sed & omne genus Notis, Commate, Colo, Semicolo, Periodo, Interrogationis, Admirationis, etc. orationem distinguere obiter doceantur, universas ferè Rhetoricae Figuras in quavis sententiâ variandâ cum fructu percurrant; & denique ad exercitia omnia, maximè quae Scholis usitatiora, Sensim sine sensu feliciter praeparentur. Privato certè usui destinatus hic erat libellus, Sed, prolixi in transcribendo evitandi toedii, communisque puerorum studii promovendi causâ, jam publici juris factum, Scholarum omnium usui commendare non reformido, ut adprimè utilem, si non & necessarium. Et, si maturioris Judicii pueri, Sententias aliquas, Marte proprio, ad haec aut ejusmodi exempla, linguâ nunc Latinâ, nunc Vernaculâ, variare assuefiant; non dubitanter audebo dicere, Nullum aliud vel esse, vel esse posse, Progymnasma, in quo tenera puerorum ingenia, majore cum facilitate, aut fructu, exerceri possunt; neque unde, brevissimo temporis decursu, proventum uberiorem confidentiùs expectare liceat. Qualis-qualis hic fit libellus, habe tibi, Lector Humanissime, & boni consulas; culpâque saltem apud te careat, qui optimè de puerorum studiis mereri tam ardenter expetit; ut prae eorum commodo suam post-habeat bonam valetudinem: quâ cùm ipse jam nunc careat, tibi tamen ex animo apprecatur, & Vale dicit. The same in ENGLISH. Courteous Reader, When I had seriously read over that most excellent, and truly golden Book of Erasmus, concerning the acquiring a Plenty of Words and Matter; and considered deliberately with myself, of what frequent use and benefit it was, for the avoiding of the odious repetition of the same Words and Phrases; for the beautifying of Speech with a grateful variety of Expressions, for the more easy translating Authors into another Language, or expounding them in their own; for an extemporary declaring of the mind, either in Word or Writing; for Poetry and making Verses; not to reckon any more, which are almost infinite: it came into my mind to some short Sentences according to the prescribed Forms. In translating of which, Children may be employed, as soon as they begin to turn English into Latin; that so, ere they be ware, they may get plenty of Words and Matter, the best part of Grammatical and Rhetorical Knowledge, and withal, accustom their style, even from the first, to all Forms of Speaking, Affirmative, Negative, Interrogative, Admirative, with many others. And not only so, but also, (by the way) be taught to distinguish their Writing, with Points, and Notes of distinction of all sorts, Commas, Colons, Semicolons, Periods; Notes of Interrogation, Admiration, etc. run through almost all the Figures of Rhetoric, with the advantage of familiar Examples in the varying of every Sentence; and lastly, may insensibly be well prepared for all Exercises, especially those most usual in Schools. This little Book was intended for a more private use; but, for the avoiding of the tediousness in transcribing, and for the promoting of the common good of children, being now made Public, I am bold to commend it to the use of all Schools, (according as I intent it for young Beginners) as very profitable, if not necessary. And, if Children of riper years be accustomed to the varying if some short Sentences prescribed, of themselves, according to these, or the like Examples, sometimes in their Mother-Tongue, sometimes in Latin; I dare be bold to say, that there neither is, nor can be any Exercise, in which, the tender Wits of Children can with more Ease, or Profit, be employed; nor from whence a greater Improvement in a very short time may with more confidence be expected. Such as this Book is, take it, Gentle Reader, and take it in good part, and pardon him, who is so desirous of children's progress; that he prefers their Good, before his own Health, and Welfare: which though himself at this very present wants; yet he hearty wisheth it to thee, and bids thee Farewell. J. P. Practical RHETORIC. Sentence I. Love overcometh all things. Amplificatio per Synonymiam Simplicem. ALl things are overcome by love. Heterôsis (sive Mutatio) Activorum Passivis. Love conquereth all things: All things are conquered by love. Love tames all things: All things are tamed by love. Love Subdues all things: All things are subdued by love. Love brings all things under: All things are brought under by love. Love vanquisheth all things: All things are vanquished by love. Love ruleth all things: All things are ruled by love. Love mastereth all things: All things are mastered by love. Heterôsis (seu Mutatio) Numeri. Love throws down all before it: All things are thrown down before love. Love conquers every thing: Every thing is conquered by love. CUPID overcomes every thing: Every thing is overcome by CUPID. Periphrasis. VENUS Son overcomes all things: All things are overcome by VENUS Son. The blind God conquers every thing: Every thing is conquered by that blind God. CYTHEREA 's Son quells all things: All things are quelled by CYTHEREA's Son. The PAPHIAN Prince ruleth all things. All things are ruled by the PAPHIAN Prince. The CYPRIAN Queen's blind boy, subdues all things: All things are subdued by the CYPRIAN Queens blind Boy. Meiôsis, Tapeinôsis, seu Diminutio. Love overcometh many things; Love overcometh great things: Love overcometh no few things; Litotes. Love overcometh no small things. Heterôsis, seu mutati● affirmativorum negativis. All things yield to love: There is nothing, that doth not yield to love. There is nothing, that is not overcome by love: There can be nothing, that love doth not overcome. Love triumphs over all things: There is nothing, over which Love doth not triumph. Love reigns as Lord and King in all things: There are no things, in which love doth not reign as Lord and King. Mutatu● Verbu● Nomine. Love is the Conqueror of all things: There is nothing, of which Love is not the Conqueror. Love exerciseth his power in all things: There is nothing, in which Love exerciseth not his power. Love is the strongest of all things: There neither is, nor can be any thing stronger than Love. All things crouch to Love: There is nothing, that doth not crouch to Love. All things feel the power of Love: There is nothing, that doth not feel the power of Love. All things adore the Majesty of Love: There is nothing, that doth not adore the Majesty of Love. Nothing ever overcame Love: Nothing can overcome Love: Nothing ever yet withstood Love. All things obey Love: There is nothing, that doth not obey Love. All things serve Love: There is nothing, that doth not serve Love. All things wait on Love: There is nothing, that doth not wait on Love. Love commands all things: There is nothing, which Love doth not command. Love is powerful even to Victory Heterôsis (seu Mutatio) Adjectivorum Substantivis. in all things: Love is of great power even to Victory in all things. What overcomes all things? Love. Erotêsis, seu Interrogatio. What doth not Love overcome? What overcomes all things, but Love? What overcomes all things, if not Love? What overcomes all things more than Love? Can any thing overcome all things, more than Love? What? doth not Love overcome all things? Is there any thing, that Love doth not overcome? Can there be any thing, that Love doth not overcome? What can be stronger than Love? What can overcome Love? Can any thing overcome Love? Hath the wide world any thing, that Love doth not overcome? In what secret and unknown corner lieth that thing, which Love doth not overcome? What is that at last, which Love doth not overcome? Where shall we find those things, that Love doth not overcome? What unfound land contains those things, which Love doth not overcome? Ecphonesis seu Exciamatio. Oh the great Majesty and Power, of Love over all things! Oh the many and great Victories, that Love bears away from all things! Oh the incredible strength and force of Love above all things! Oh the innumerable Triumphs, Trophies, and Spoils of Love! Oh the infinite number of things that are overcome by Love! Oh the unmeasurable and vast limits of Love's Empire! Admiratio. Good God how doth Love overcome all things! Good Gods! How do all things lie crouching at the feet of Love! Immortal God How doth Love prescribe Laws to all things! Good lack! How doth Love bear the victory from all things! Oh, what a powerful thing is Love! Oh, what an imperious thing is Love! Oh, How all things lie trembling under the hand of Love! Oh, How suppliantly all things lick the dust under Love's feet! Oh, How true is that old saying, Love overcomes all things! Oh ye Gods above! How are all things under the power of Love! Oh ye Immortal Gods! How is the Power of Love above all things! Adjuratio Oh ye Gods and Goddesses all! How doth the Empire of Love extend to all, even to you yourselves also! a Nè vivam Let me not live, If I do not think it most true, that Love overcometh all things. b Emoriar. Let me die, If I do not think it most true, that Love overcometh all things. c Nè valeam. Let me not enjoy my health, If I do not think it most true, that Love overcometh all things. d Dispeream male. Let me perish miserably, If I do not think it most true, that Love overcometh all things. e Sic me Musae ament. So may the Muses love me, As I think it most true, that all things are overcome by Love. f Ita mihi Dii faveant. So let the Gods favour me, As I think it most true, that all things are overcome by Love. g Sic mihi coelos propitios habeam. So may the Heavens be propitious to me, As I think it most true, that all things are overcome by Love. Commiseratio. Alas, how weak are all things, compared to Love! Ah, in vain do men strive to resist the power of Love! Dubitatio. I do not know, whether there be any thing overcomes more things than Love. I much doubt, whether there be any thing, whose power is equal to the power of Love. Abominatio. Fie upon the Tyrannical and Invincible power of Love. Out upon the Cowardice of all things, when Love appears. O shame, how the greatest things quake for fear, if the little God CUPID do but show his face! Isodynamia periphrastica, ab Adjunctis, Consequentibus, Concomitantibus, etc. The Trophies of Love are erected in every place. Love rides every where in a Triumphant Chariot. All things are Love's subjects. Kings themselves are Love's Slaves and Subjects. Distributio partium. King's are Kings before their subjects; but Subjects before Love. Collatio. Antithesis. Enantiôsis. King's are as much under Love, as above their Subjects. CUPID's dart wounds more and deeper, than JOVE's Thunderbolt. The very gods are subject to Love. Climax, Incrementum. Not only brute creatures, but men; nor they only, but likewise gods, yield to the violence of Love. Metonymia Subjecti. Both Heaven and Earth know the power of Love. Distributio partium. The hardest Hearts are overcome by Love. The cruelest Natures grow gentle by Love. An Heart of Flint, doth melt by Love. Gentle Nature's Love draws, and entices; froward Natures it forceth, and compels; all at length it subdues and conquers. Love is always either an enticing Siren, or ravenous Harpy; one way or other it is always a Conqueror. Distributio partium. Hirmos', Asyndeton, seu Dialyton. Love overcomes Majesty, Power, Strength, Riches, Beauty, Eloquence, Learning, Wit, Wisdom, and what not? The Liberal Sciences are not free from Love's Empire: and the Mechanical Arts can by no Engine elude his Power. Grammatica. No power of Grammar can decline the power of Love. Rhetoric easily persuades herself Rhetorica. to be silent; and is dumb, when Love appears in the Oratory. Logica. All Logick's Arguments are inartificial, and invalid, when Love opposeth. Musica. The most delicious streams of Music are not able to countercharm the Enchantments of Love. Geometria. Geometry cannot measure the dimensions of Love's Power. Arithmetica. Arithmetic cannot count the Number of Love's Victories. Astronomia. Love's Trophies are more, than Astronomy hath Stars; who, as high as she looks, moves always, under the Sphere of Love's Jurisdiction. Collectio. Illatio. Ratiocinatio ab Inductione. Argumentum à Majore. Hirmos'. Asyndeton. Dialy●on. If the Liberal Sciences, every one thus yield to Love; certainly the Mechanical and more servile Arts dare not resist. Paroemia. Love makes vulgar and unlearned men become Poets, Orators, Soldiers, any thing, all things, according to the vulgar Proverb, Love teacheth Music; that is, all Learning: for the Greeks so honoured Music, that they called all Learning by that name. The Victories of Love are more Collatio à Majori ad Minas. than the Sands of the Sea, Hairs of the Head, Drops of Rain, Stars of the Sky, Leaves of the Trees, Motes Hyperbolica Auxesis: in the Sun, Pellets of Hail, Drops of Dew, Hybla's Bees, the Birds of Ubi obiter variatur Multi. the Air, the Fishes of the Sea, Flowers of the Spring, Apples of Autumn, Summer's Flies, Summer's Aunts, Blades of Grass, Ears of Corn, Boughs of the Forest, etc. Asteismus. He that can count the Stars in the Sky, or the Sands on the Lybian shore; let him undertake to reckon the victories of Love▪ Collatio ad se à pari. Love is not more ancient, than he is powerful; yet Hesiod, that most divine Poet, reckons him, amongst the most ancient gods. Collatio ad minus. Epanorthôsis. To conquer Love is a greater work, than all Hercules twelve Labours: nay, not to be conquered by it. Epanorthosis. Love overcometh many things, very many: very many did I say? nay, all things. Periphrasis Collatio à pari. Necessity, that hard and inevitable Weapon, doth not conquer more than Love. Metaphorica Collatio ad minus. Love is another Achilles, another Hercules: but much more strong than either. Collatio ad simile à pari. All things in the hand of Love, are as Pigmies in the hand of Hercules. Love is like Coeneus, is invulnerable and invincible. Allegorica Paroemia. All things go out of the Field, when Love displays his Banner. All things throw away their Arms, when Love sounds his Al-arm. If Love sound a March, all things else sound a Retreat. All things lift up finger and hands (that is, yield) when Love lifts up his Arm. Nothing dares so much as * Lat. hiscere. mutter, when Love appears in the front. All things † Lat. fasces submittere. veil Bonnet, and strike Sail, to Love: that is, yield, submit. Allegoria. Love hath iron-Hands, and an Heart of Adamant. No fortress can hold out against Love. It is not safe to contemn, what Love commands. Nothing is impregnable to Love. No Enemy is invincible to Love. Love exerciseth his strength in vain against nothing. Love shoots with unresistable Arrows. Allegoria. Metaleptica Enantiôsis. Anthypophora, Prolepsis, Subjectio. Love's Arrows never miss. Love's Arrows always wound. Though Love be blind; yet have his Arrows eyes. Doth Love overcome many things? Yea all. Subjectió. Doth he overcome the weak, mean, and contemptible? Yea, the strongest, greatest, and most glorious. Allegoria. Love disputes with unanswerable Arguments. Paroemia. Amplificatio & Confirmatio per Hyperbolicam praefationem, formámque generalem. Love in all things will find out the way; as we say commonly. They must be very strange things, that are not overcome by Love. I know not any thing, that is not overcome by Love. Who can express No words can express the power of Love. Auxesis. Who can count No Tongue can count the victories of Love. a Sermone consequi, verbis eloqui nequeam. I am not able to express in words, No Eloquence is able to express, b Dici ron potest. It is not to tell, how many things Love overcomes. c Mirum dictu. It is wonderful to tell, d Vix credi potest. It is not to be believed, e Fide majus est. It is beyond belief, It transcends a strong belief to credit, f Judica●i non potest. You can scarce believe, It is not to think, No man can in mind conceive, How many things Love overcomes. g In Proverbium cessit. Even to a Proverb Love overcomes all things. It hath the place of a Proverb, It is instead of a Proverb, It is used as a Proverb, It is become a Proverb, It hath obtained the force of a Proverb, It hath crept into the number of Proverbs, Love overcomes all things. h Judicio diffidendum. I will never again trust, neither mine own, nor the judgement of all the Ancient; if there be any thing, that Love doth not conquer. If Love overcomes not all things; I know not what doth. i Cave, credas. Never believe, there is any thing, that Love doth not overcome. Confutatio: Nothing is more frequent in Poets, Orators, Historians; than, None is so ignorant, but knows; None, but the most impudent man in the World, can deny; Let him affirm with that doting Philosopher, that Snow is black, who denies; It were better to deny all things, than this one; He should be cudgelled into belief, and confuted with club-Arguments, who denies; One Democritus will not suffice, to laugh at his Folly, who denies; An acre of Hellebore will not cure him, who denies; Give him some Hellebore to purge his Brain, who will not confess; He understands little, who doth not know; He doth not speak, but bray like an Ass, who denies; No man's Nose is so stopped but he easily smells out this; Rub over your Forehead, and dare to deny; Send him to * Anticyrae Bedlam, as a man, who hath a † Lat. Vertiginosi cerebelli. Vertigo in his Brain, who denies; That Love overcoms all things. Confirmatio per Interrogationem. Who is so blind, as not to see; Who is so impudent, that he dares deny; What impudence is it, not to confess; Who doth not understand; Who, but a Madman, would deny; Who lives in such Cymmerian darkness, that he doth not both see, and confess; Who, except he have his * Lat. in calcaneis. Brains in his Heels, but perceives plainly; That Love's Power & Empire is above all? Can Impudence so put off all shame, as to deny; that Love's Power and Empire is above all? Asseveratio. It is a Truth approved by the consent of all men; It is a Truth, manifest even to blind men; It is a thing so plain, as nothing can be plainer; So certain, as nothing can be more certain; That All things yield to Love. It is a Truth so apparent, and evident, that it seems writ not with Ink, but with the Beams of the Sun; It is a matter out of question, and needs no dispute; It is a Truth approved of, by the Testimony and Judgement of the whole World; It is as true, as either Jove's, or Apollo's Oracle; It is as true, as the Dodonean, Ammonian, or Delphic Oracle; It is a Truth, that requires not many words, or a long Oration to confirm; That, Every thing submits to Love. It appears more clearly than the mid-day-Sun; That, Every thing submits to Love. The Sun needs no other light, that it may be seen; nor a Trumpeter to proclaim the brightness of his Beams; so is it in this evident Truth: That, Every thing submits to Love. He † Lat. S●l● lucernam accendere. lights a Candle in the Sunshine, who goes about to explain this Truth; That, Every thing submits to Love. It is a Truth, than which what can be more certain? That, Every thing submits to Love. That Every thing submits to Love. Asteismus. It is a Truth so out of all Controversy, that Love overcometh all things; that he, who would prove it, may go tell men, The Sunshines, when he triumphs in his meridian Glory. He must be of very great boldness, or very little wit, who denies; that, All things are under the command of Love. He, who seriously considers it, is blind, if he do not see; obstinate, if seeing he do not confess; that, All things are under the command of Love. They are but as sibyl's leaves, whatsoever are objected against this Truth; Confutatio. The Arguments against this Truth are lighter than the leaves of the Sibylls; Collatio. They are but Ropes of sand, Towers of Lamia (that is, Castles in the Air), old-wife's Tales, vain Dreams, Metaphora. that men prattle against this Truth; Pectines Solis. There is neither crumb, nor drop, of sense, or reason, in those things, that are spoken against this Truth; As one said of the Nightingale, that * Vox & praetereà nihil. she was but a Voice, and nothing else; so they are words, and wind, and no more, that are objected against this Truth; That Love triumphs over all things. Paradiastole. It comes not from Apollo's Tripos, but the old-wife's Trivet, whatsoever is objected against this Truth; Epitrope. Let him be rich, let him be noble, let him be great, let him be what you will; fool he must needs be, and foolhardy too, who dares to mutter against this Truth: I could wish myself turned into a Squinancy to stop his saucy chaps, who dare † Metaphora. bark against this Truth: That All things obey Love. Confirmatio. If he be not blind enough, make him blinder, who doth not see, and acknowledge this palpable Truth: He must either shut his eyes, or put them out, to whom the light of this Truth doth not clearly shine: He is hardened against all Truth, who denies this manifest Truth: Asteismus. Let him go deny Principles, who will not confess this Maxim: He must have a Forehead of Brass, a Mouth of Iron, and a Brain of Lead; who dares oppose so confessed a Truth: That All things are ruled by Love. The Lacedæmonians, sacrificing Confirmatio ab Exemplo. to Love, before they joined Battle with the Enemy; show, That they acknowledged the power of Love in overcoming. The Grecians, in their Wars sacrificing to Love by the fairest Boys in their Army, declare their Opinion of the force of Love in all things. Confirmatio à ●estimonio. Love can be cured by no Herbs; nor can any Medicines prevail against Love; as no less wittily, than truly said Ovid, the best of the Latin Poets. Aetiologia. for Love doth not yield to † Metalep sis. Nobility cannot profit against Love, ancient Images; as excellently Propertius writes. There is no hope to fly from Love, though you had the Wings of Pegasus, Perseus, and Mercury; though you fly as far as the River Tanais; as the same Propertius most elegantly declares. Ironia. Love is weak, for sooth! and every thing overcomes it; yes, indeed. Epizeuxis. Love, Love is it, that all things overcomes. Anadipl●sis What is't, that all things overcomes, but Love? Love, that imperious passion of the mind. Anaphora. Love conquers all, Love makes the proudest yield: Love ever Triumphs, ever wins the Field. Epistrophe. All things submit unto the power of Love; Even Kings are Subjects to the power of Love. Symploce. What is't that conquers all, but love's imperious hand? What conquers great and small, but Love's imperious hand? Epanalepsis. Love conquers all: of all things King is Love. Epanadoes. Love conquers all things, Love makes all to yield: Polypt●ton. Yielding they fly, and conquered leave the Field. Ec●honesis. Oh the divine power of Love! which while I express, my Tongue falters, as unable to express it. Epiphonema. Love conquers all things. So great and unspeakable is the power of Love. Love made Jove — but we must Aposiopesis. speak nothing rashly of the gods. Apostrophe. O Love, thou little, but puissant, and imperious, god; what dost not thou overcome? Pros●popoeia. Me thinks, I hear Love speaking, and thus vaunting himself of his strength, and power. Cum amplicatione per Exem pla ex distributione partium. Ferocita●. Robur. The Tigers are fierce even to a Proverb; yet how oft hath my force made them tame? Hercules was strong even to a Miracle; yet so did I effeminate him; that in Woman's apparel he spun in the company * Lat Sequioris s●xûs of the other Sex. Majestas. What is greater than Jupiter? yet him have I transformed into Gold, a Swan, a Bull. Epanorthosis Sapien●ia. Apollo was wise; nay, the god of Wisdom: yet did I make him, as an Herdsman, feed Admetus his Herds. Eloquentia Mercury was a nimble god, the Deity of Eloquence: yet did I force him to take upon him the shape of a stinking Goat. Opulen i●. Neptune is a wealthy god, lord of all the Riches which the Seas and the vast Ocean contain: yet did I force him to deform himself with the shape of an Horse? Fo●ma. Venus was fair, the Queen of Beauty: yet did I force her to be inflamed with the love of Mortals, and to take upon her the shape of an earthborn Woman. Fortitudo. Ira. Courageous, Angry, and Churlish god: yet have I entangled him in the embracements of Venus so oft, and so long; that Vulcan hath entangled them † Lat. Vtrum●ue nudum: Syllepsis Implicita both naked in his nets, and he and Sol exposed them to the * Lat. risus, & visui; oculis, & j●culis: Pa●onomasia. Mars is an Heroic, Valiant, view and laughter of all the gods. R●capitutatio. Polysyndeton. Illatio ab Inductione. And now, since Cruelty, and Strength, and Majesty, and Wisdom, and Eloquence, and Beauty, and Wealth, and Courage, both Beasts and Men, and Gods and Goddesses, yield to me; who dare deny my strength, or resist my power? Anacoenosis Communicati●. Tell me, O Hercules, what made thee so obsequious a servant to Omphale? was it not Love? I ask of you, O ye Gods and Goddesses, what made you so often to visit, Earth, and put on humane shapes; nay, some of you the forms of Beasts, and those (filthy Beasts? was it not Love? Paraleipsis. Love conquers both Men and Gods: not to say any thing, of his dominion over brute Creatures. Pleonasmus. I have heard with these very Ears, many declaiming of the force of Love: some not without sorrow confessing, others with great joy acknowledging, that Love at last overcomes all things. Parenthesis. I believe, (nor is my belief vain) that the power of Love is above all things. I hold, and judge, (and why may I not confess it?) that all things obey the command of Love. Anti-Metabole. King's are Lords to their Subjects: but Subjects to this Lord. Synoeceiosis. Strong things, and things that are not strong, are alike in the hands of Love. Oxymoron. Who can express the great littleness, and little Greatness; the childish Manliness, and manly Childishness of that blind God? Aporia. What shall I say? shall I tell you, Love overcomes many things? that is much. Shall I tell you, he overcomes the Climax. greatest things? that is more; but that is not all. What then at last shall I tell you, that Love overcomes all things? that is the greatest, and that is enough; all that I can speak, or Love do. Inversio. Love doth not overcome all things, may some man say; because the most things yield to it of their own accord: Nay, therefore doth Love overcome all things, because the most yield of their own accord. For that doth not take away the victory, though it argue the easiness, and declare both the known power of Love, and that most things despair of doing any good by resisting. Amplificatio per Impossible: ubi obiter variantur Impossibile & Nunquam. It is Impossible, It is not possible, It cannot be, It can by no means be, All things may sooner be, than that there should be any thing, which Love doth not overcome. a Lat. Abire non potest. It is not to be avoided; b Lat Non est recusandum. It is not to be refused; but Love will overcome all things. It must needs be, It cannot but be, that Love should overcome all things. It cannot otherwise be; How should it otherwise be; but that Love should overcome all things. Paroemia. The Wolf shall marry the Sheep, A Locust shall bring forth an Elephant, The Sea shall bring forth Vines, The snail shall outrun the Hare, and the Tortoise the Eagle, Brambles shall bring forth Violets, and Thorns Roses, The Rivers shall be carried towards their Fountains, The Fountains themselves shall thirst, The Earth shall fly, The Beetle shall make honey, and the Gnat milk, before any thing be found which Love doth not overcome. The Crabs shall go straight forward, The Nightingale shall cease to Sing, The Owl shall sing like the Nightingale, The Heaven shall fall, The Earth shall ascend above the Sky, Mountains shall be transplaced, The Mule shall bring forth, Water and Fire shall agree together, The Fire shall be kindled with Snow, A Tempest shall be calmed with a song, The Earth shall be bored through, before any thing be found which Love doth not overcome. The Sun shall change his course, The Loadstone shall turn from the North, Groves shall grow on the Waves, Seaweeds shall be found on the Mountains, when any thing surpasseth the power of Love. The Stars shall fall, The motion of each star shall be irregular, Day shall be turned to night, The waters of the Sea shall leave their saltness, The Sea shall be ploughed, A Crop shall be reaped from the Sand, Past moments shall be recalled, The Meadows shall never more have flowers, The Heavens shall want Stars, Day shall want Light, No sweetness shall be in Roses, The Fish shall burn in the Ocean, No Joy shall be in Heaven, nor Pain in Hell, The Flames shall descend, The Mountains forgetting their weights shall fly like Atoms through the sky, when any thing surpasseth the power of Love. The Heavens shall rest, The Sun and Stars shall shine together, when ● any thing surpasseth the power of Love. The Pebbles shall mount up to the Stars, The Earth shall be adorned with Stars, The Flocks shall invite the Lions to their folds, The Skies shall endure the heavy plough, The Water shall give flames, and Fire waters, The Sun shall rise in the West, The Aunts shall leave their industry, The Bees shall forget to make Honey, Maenalian Hounds shall fly from the Hare, Nature shall become preposterous, No Element shall keep his proper seat, Fire shall be cold, and Water give heat, Summer shall give Snow, if ever any thing overcome Love. Does shall fright Lions, The Crows shall fly through the Air whiter than Snow, Swans shall be as black as pitch, Oxen shall cut the Air with their wings, Marbles shall be softer than Wax, The Chickens shall pray upon the Kite, if ever any thing overcome Love. Confirmatio à perpetuitate veritatis, ubi obiter variantur, Perpetuò & Semper. Whilst Sun and Stars shall run their course, While Stars shall embellish Heaven, and Flowers the Earth, Whilst Neptune's arms, shall embrace the earth, Whilst Cynthia shall renew her Horns, Whilst Lucifer foretells th' approaching Morn, Whilst Arctos shuns the Sea, Whilst Mountains give their shades, Whilst Streams their tribute to the Ocean pay, ever will Love overcome All things. Whilst Day hath Light, and Night succeeds the Day, Whilst Summer follows the Spring, and Autumn succeeds Summer; Whilst the Sun casts light, or Earth shadows, Whilst the Land bounds the Sea, and Air the Land, Whilst the River carries Waters, or those waters Fishes, Whilst the Earth hath Trees, Whilst the Boar loves the tops of Mountains, Note that all those Proverbial phrases, that we made to signify Never will also signify Ever, by prefixing only Till or Until, as will appear by one or two Examples. Whilst Bees love thy me, and Bears honey, Ever will Love overcome All things. Till time and memory shall be no more, Till time shall have no plumes, Till time shall be as bald before, as he is behind, Till time shall be swallowed by Eternity, Till Lachesis have no more thread to draw, will all things ever submit to Love. Till the Wolf shall marry the Sheep, Till the Sun shall change his course, Till the Sun shall rise in the West, To the last Syllable of recorded time. Till time that gives all things, shall have his end, will all things ever submit to Love. Conclusio: But the end of time, puts me in mind, that it is time to make an end; lest my discourse be as endless, as is the power of Love. To make at last an end, There is no end of Love's majesty and power. To come at last to an end, It is to no end, either to resist the strength of Love, or discourse further of his power. The end of the first Sentence, varied. Sentence. II. Self-love is blind, SElf-love is without eyes. Self-love is without sight. Self-love is deprived of sight. Self-love wants eyes and sight. Self-love is destitute of sight. Self-love enjoys neither sight nor light. Self-love hath no use of eyes. No use of eyes is there to Self-love. ●●pro habeo. Self-love see's nothing. Heterosis seu M●tatio Activorum passivis. Affirmativorum neg●tivis. Nothing is seen by self-love. Self-love see's not at all Nothing is blind, if not self-love. Nothing is blinder than self-love. Nothing is more blind than self-love. There is nothing but is less blind than self-love. Nothing can be blinder than self-love. Mutatio numeri. Heterôsis (seu Mutatio) Adjectivorum Substantivis. Never did self-love see the light of the Sun. All things are unseen to self-love, Every thing is unseen to self-love. Self-love is blind even to wonder above all things. Great is the blindness of self-love even to wonder, above all things. Great blindness is in self-love. Self-love is a thing of great blindness. Erotesis, seu Interrogatio. What is blind? Self-love? What is blind, but self-love? What is blind, if not self-love? What? is not self-love blind? What is blinder than self-love? What is more blind than self-love? What can be more blind than self-love? Can any thing be blinder than self-love? How should any thing be blinder than self-love? Is there any thing so blind as self-love? Hath the wide World any thing so blind as self-love? In what dark and blind corner lieth that thing, that is so blind as self-love? What from East to West, is so blind as self-love? In what secret and unknown region lieth that thing, that is so blind as self-love? What Region in the Earth hath not heard of the blindness of self-love? What is that at last, which is so blind as self-love? Where shall we find those things that are blinder than self-love? What unfound Land doth contain those things, that are blinder than self-love? What new America not yet discovered hath any thing blinder than self-love? What unknown Land amongst the Antipodes breeds any thing so blind as self-love? Ecphonesis Exclamatio. O blind self-love! O the intolerable O the great O the strange O the wonderful O the incredible O the unspeakable O the unexpressible O the unconceivable blindness of self-love. O the innumerable O the infinite errors which the blindness of self-love occasioneth! Admiratio. Good God how blind is self-love! Good gods! what blindness is in the eyes of self-love! Immortal God what thick darkness doth possess the eyes of self-love! Immortal Gods! what a thick mist covers the eyes of self-love! Good lack! how little doth self-love see! O what a darkness doth beset the eyes of self-love! O what a darkness dwells in the eyes of self-love! O how true is that old saying, self-love is blind! O ye Gods above! how blind is self-love here below! Oh ye Gods and Goddesses! how is self-love bewiddowed of his eyes! Let me not live, Let me die, Let me not enjoy my health, Let me perish miserably, If I do not think it most Adjuratio. true, that self-love is blind. So let the Muses love me, So may the Gods favour me, So may the Heavens be propitious to me, So may I ever be master of my desire As I think it most true, that self-love is blind. Alas, self-love is very blind, Ah, in vain doth self-love hope to be freed from her blindness. Woe is me, it irketh me to see the blindness of self-love. Dubitatio. I do much doubt, whether there be any thing blinder than self-love. I much doubt whether there is any thing, whose blindness is equal to the blindness of self-love. I am not certain whether self-love be not the blindest thing in the World without exception. Abominatio. Fie upon the intolerable blindness of self-love. Out upon the gross errors that proceed, from self-love's blindness. O shame! how plain, open and palpable is self-love's blindness. Oxymoron. O burning shame, how shameful yet shameless is self-love's blindness! Isodynamia periphrastica. How blind must he needs be, that sees not, and confesseth the blindness of self-love! Hyperbole Auxesis. There is no blindness to the blindness of self-love. Give me any blindness, but the blindness of self-love. None are so blind as they that love themselves. Self-love is as blind as a Beetle. Collatio ad simile Paroemia. Collatio ad minus. Self-love is blinder than Tiresias. Self love is blinder than Hypsaea that old hag. Self-love is blinder than a Mole. Self-love is like Polyphemus, a Monster without eyes. Self-love is blinder than blindness it self. Hyperbolica Epanorthôsis. Self-love is blind, nay rather blindness it self. Let none complain of Fortune's blindness, that consider the blindness of self-love. Collatio. Fortune is blind I confess, but she seems to see clearly compared to self-love. Collatio à Genere. All love is dimm-sighted, but self-love is is stark-blind. Collatio per contrarium Enantiôsis. The Eagle which doth not wink at the brightest beams of the Sun, is not more quicksighted, than self-love is blind. Litotes. Charientismus Confi●matio & Demonstratio. Collatio ad Sim. The Sea is not more deaf, than self-love is blind. No spectacles or prospective can profit self-love. So blind is self-love; that it perceives not its own blindness. Self-love is like that old-woman in Seneca, that complained of the darkness of her house, when she herself was blind. Self-love is so blind, that it commends its own vices, and calumniates others virtues. Self-love is so blind; that it counts his foulest things fair. Pa●oemia, Allegorica Ironia. So blind is self-love; that he thinks all his Geese Swans. So blind and foolish is self-love; that it makes men think they fart frankincense, and their worst things best. So blind is self-love; that it sees no faults of its own, and yet thinks it see● plainly the faults of others. Metaphora. Self-love is a mere Suffoenus. Self-love is blind beyond all belief. Hyperbole Auxesis. Self-love is blind beyond the help of art or nature. Distributio partium. The liberal Sciences cannot free self-love from her blindness; and the Mechanical arts can by no Engine cure it. Grammatica. No Case in Grammar can amend the condition of self-love: nor are all the Parts of Speech enough to express the greatness of his Blindness. Rhetorica. Rhetoric had rather be eternally dumb, then speak a word to prove that self-love hath eyes. Logica. All Logick's arguments are inartificial, invalid, and absurd, when she goes about to defend, that self-love is not blind. Musica. The delicious strains of Music, may please and tickle the ears: but never open the blind eyes of self-love. Arithmetica. No Arithmetic is able to count the errors that proceed from self-love's blindness. Geometria. No Geometry can measure the thickness of that pitchy darkness which doth dwell in the eyes of self-love. Astronomia. Self-love hath as many errors as Astronomy hath Stars: and had she for every star a Sun; yet could they not give light to the blind eyes of self-love. Argum. à Majore. If the Liberal Sciences each of Collectio. Illatio. Inductio. them thus confess their weakness; the Mechanical and more servile arts certainly dare not undertake the work. Hirmos'. Self-love makes men fools, rash, heady, inconsiderate, of great prejudice, Asyndeton, Dialyton. of little judgement, blind dotards, any thing, all things. Asteismus. He that can count the Stars of the Sky, or the Sands of the Lybian shore; let him go count the errors of self-love. Obiter variatur Multi. The errors arising from self-love's Collatio ad minus. Hyperbolica auxesis. blindness are more than the Sands of the Sea, Stars of the Sky, Hairs of the Head, Drops of Rain, Pellets of Hail, Pearls of Dew, Leaves of Trees, Boughs of the Forest, Blades of Grass, Ears of Corn, Birds of the Air, Fishes of the Sea, Flowers of the Spring, Summer's Flies, Summer's Aunts, Motes in the Sun, Bees of Hybla, Billows of the Carpathian Sea, etc. Collatio ad minus. To cure the blindness of self-love, is a greater work than all Hercules twelve Labours. Confirmatio & Ampl●ficatio per Hyperbolicam praefationem 〈◊〉 formam Generalem. Auxesis. They must be very strange things, that are seen by self-love. I know not any thing, that is seen by self-love. Who can express What tongue can express No words can express the blindness of self-love. Who can count No Tongue can count No Arithmetic can number the errors of self-love. I am not able to express in words, No Eloquence is able to express, It is not to tell, It is wonderful to tell, It is not to be believed, It is beyond belief, It transcends a strong belief to credit, It is not to think, No man can conceive, You can scarce believe, how blind self-love is. Even to a Proverb, It hath the place of a Proverb, It is instead of a Proverb, It is used as a Proverb, It is become a Proverb, It hath obtained the force of a Proverb, It hath crept into the number of Proverbs, It is an Adage of a received authority; It's a saying as true, as old Self-love is blind I will never again believe mine own, nor the judgement of the Ancient; if there be any thing, blinder than self-love. If self-love be not blind; I know not what is. Cave credas. Never believe, there is any thing more blind than self-love. Confirmatio & Confutatio Nothing is more frequent in Poets, Orators, Historians; than, None is so ignorant, but knows; None, but the most impudent man in the World, can deny; Let him affirm with that doting Philosopher, that Snow is black, who denies; It were better to deny all things, than this one; He should be cudgelled into belief, and confuted with club-Arguments, who denies; One Democritus will not suffice, to laugh at his Folly, who denies; That self-love is blind. An acre of Hellebore will not cure him, that denies; Give him some Hellebore to purge his Brain, that will not confess; He understands little, that doth not know; He doth not speak, but bray like an Ass, that denies; No man's Nose is so stopped but he easily smells out this; Send him to Bedlam, as a man, that hath a Vertigo in his Brain, that denies; Rub over your Forehead, and dare to deny; That self-love sees nothing. Confirmatio per Interrogationem. Who is so blind, as not to se●? Who is so impudent, that he dares deny? What impudence is it, not to confess? Who doth not understand? Who, but a Madman, would deny? That self-love hath no use of eyes. Who lives in such Cymmerian darkness, that he doth not see, and confess; Who, except he have his Brains in his Heels, will deny? Nisi animam pro sale habeat. To keep his body from stinking. Who except he have his soul only instead of salt will deny? Can Impudence herself so put off all shame, as to deny? That self-love hath no use of eyes. Confirmatio per Asseverationem. It is a Truth approved by the consent of all men, It is a Truth, manifest even to blind men, It is a thing so plain, as nothing can be plainer; so certain, as nothing can be more certain; Paradiastole. It is a Truth so apparent, and evident, that it seems writ not with Ink, but with the Beams of the Sun; It is a matter out of question, and needs no dispute; That nothing is blinder than self-love. It is a Truth approved of, by the Testimony and Judgement of the whole World, It is as true, as either Jove's, or Apollo's Oracle, It is as true, as the Dodonean, Ammonian, or Delphic Oracle, It is a Truth, that requires not many words, or a long Oration to confirm it, It appears more clearly than the mid day-Sun, The Sun needs no other light, that it may be seen; nor a Trumpet to proclaim the brightness of his Beams; so is it in this evident Truth, He lights a Candle in the Sunshine, that goes a bout to explain this Truth; It is a Truth, than which what can be more certain? that all things are unseen to self-love. Asteismus. It is a Truth so out of all Controversy, that he that would prove it, may go tell men, The Sunshines, when he triumphs in his meridian-Glory. Enantiôsis. He must be of very great boldness, or very little wit, that denies, Hypothesis Suppositio. He that seriously considers it, is blind, if he do not see; obstinate, if seeing he do not confess; that all things are unseen to self-love. Confirmatio per Confutationem. They are but as sibyl's leaves, whatsoever are objected against this Truth, Collatio. The Arguments against this Truth are lighter and vainer than the leaves of the Sibylls, Metaphora. They are but Ropes of sand, Towers of Lamia, old-wife's Tales, vain Dreams, that men prattle against this Truth; Metaphora. There is neither crumb, nor drop of sense, or reason, in those things, that are spoken against this Truth, that self-love hath neither sight nor light. As one said of the Nightingale, she was a Voice, and nothing else; so they are words, and wind, and no more, that are objected against this Truth, Paradiastole. It comes not from Apollo's Tripos, but the old-wife's Trivet, whatsoever is objected against this Truth, Epitrope. Let him be rich, let him be noble, let him be great, let him be what you will; fool he must needs be, and foolhardy too, who dares to mutter against this Truth, that Self-love hath neither sight nor light. I could wish myself a Squinancy to stop his saucy chaps, which dare † Metaphora. bark against this Truth, Hypothesis Ironica. If he be not blind enough, make him blinder, that doth not see, and acknowledge this palpable Truth, He must either shut his eyes, or put them out, to whom the light of this Truth doth not clearly shine, that self-love is deprived of sight. He is hardened against all Truth, that denies this manifest Truth, Aste ismus. Let him go deny Principles, that will not confess this Maxim, He must have a Forehead of Brass, a Brain of Lead; and a tongue of Iron, that dares oppose so confessed a Truth, that self-love is deprived of sight. Confirmatio ab Exemplo. Narcissus through self-love was so blind; that to enjoy himself, he drowned himself: to find himself, he lost himself. Oxymoron. Narcissus through self-love was so blind, that he doted on his own Image, which he beholds in the fountain; and while he embraceth himself, he is buried in his own embraces. Paroemia. Because self-love is blind, hence Confirmatio à ●estimonio. Socrates that Oracle of human wisdom, said very well, as indeed he did always, that, The Midwife judgeth better of the Infant, than the Mother. Hence they say, Nothing which a man loves, but seems beautiful; and, Every King pleaseth his Queen. And hence, the filthy Polypus ab Exemplo. on Agna's nose in Horace, pleased her lover Balbinus. ab exemplo fabuloso. And so self-love in the Fable, made the Ape bring her ugly ridiculous young ones to Jupiter, as the fairest of all living creatures. à Testimonio. Self-love is so blind; that she sees not what reason saith, what truth adviseth, but assents to what herself judgeth: as Stobaeus gathereth excellently, out of most grave Authors. Self-love attributes more to herself than truth permits, and more than she attributes to truth itself; as the same Stoboeus testifieth; so great is her blindness. Ironia. Self-love sees all things, is very quicksighted I assure you, believe me that will. Tapeinôsis & Meiôsis Litotes. Self-love sees not many things. Self-love sees no great things. Few are the things self-love sees. They must be strange things which self-love sees. Climax. Incrementum. Self-love is not only, not clearsighted, not only dimm-sighted, not only purblind, but down right-blind. Self-love, self-love, alas! can nothing Epizeuxis. see. Anadiplôsis Oh what can be more blind than is self-love? Self-love, that doting folly of the soul. Anaphora. Self-love is blind, self-love can nothing see: Self-love from errors then can not be free. Epistrophe. All things have eyes compared to self-love: Stones seem to see, compared with self-love. Symploce. We through self-love the maze of errors tread: We through self-love are to all errors lead. Epanalepsis. Self-love is blind, a Beetle is self-love. Epanodos. Self-love is blind, what then can self-love see? Nought sees self love, for blind self-love's eyes be. Epiphonêma. The most palpable things are unseen to self-love, so great; ●o incredible is his blindness. The most palpable, did I say? Epanorthosis. indeed, all things without exception, are unseen to Self-love. Aposiopesis. So blind is self-love; that— but shame forbids me to utter it. Apostrophe Oh Self-love! how great is thy blindness! Synoeceiôsis. Plain things and things that are not plain are alike to self-love. Oxymoron. The greatest light is darkness to self-love. To self-love the clearest day is night. The clearest things to self-love are obscure. Anacoenosis Communicati●. Tell me, Narcissus! what was it that wrought in thee such an obstinate contempt of so many young men and maids that desired to enjoy thy company? What was it that made thee so disdainfully to fly from them, till, wand'ring solitarily by thyself, thou becamest foolishly the unhappy author of thine own untimely death? Is it not all to be ascribed to the blindness of self-love? Paralipsis. Self-love is blind, not to say any thing of his dotage, folly, and rashness. Pleonasmus. I have heard with these Ears, and seen with these Eyes, many men and women confessing too late, not without much sorrow, the blindness of self-love. Parenthesis. I believe, (nor is my belief vain) that self-love is the blindest thing in the world. I hold, and judge, (and why may I not confess it?) that nothing is blinder than self-love. Aporia Addubitatio. Where shall I first begin? or what shall I first complain of, in the blindness of self-love? Shall I tell you it is so blind; that it always errs judging all things amiss? shall I tell you, it is so blind, that it cannot distinguish foul from fair, good from bad, honest from dishonest? shall I ascend something higher, and tell you plainly, it is so blind, that nothing either is, was, will be, or can be, ever blinder than it? This is much, and yet not more than truth. Anti-Metabole. Self-love in its own conceit sees amongst the blind, but I am sure in the judgement of all it is blind amongst them that see. Me thinks I hear Narcissus pitifully Prosopopoeia. lamenting, and thus with much grief and despair breathing out his last and most sad complaints against self-love. Anaphora. O Accursed self-love, how great cause have I, to exclaim against thee and thy folly, thee and thy madness, thee and thy detestable blindness! Alas! it was thy blindness that brought me to such an height of pride and disdain. Thy blindness lead me, or rather seduced me into the Labyrinth of inextricable errors. Thy blindness threw me headlong into that deep gulf of doting folly, and miserable despair. But for thee; I had never contemned so many young men and maids that were enamoured on me. But for thee; I had never so neglected Echo a Nymph, so taken with my beauty, that she pined away with grief through my disdain, into a mere voice. But for thee; I had never killed with pride and contempt, so many Nymphs of the woods and fountains. But for thee; I had never come to that dotage and madness at last, to burn and consume with the love of myself, to desire, what I already enjoyed, to seek what I already possessed, to pine away for love of mine own Image, to burn in the flames which I myself kindle, and for love of my self to destroy my self. Inversio. Self-love is not blind, may some man say; for it hath eyes, as well as those that see: Nay, therefore is self-love blind, because it hath eyes, and yet hath no use of them; for if self-love never had eyes, and so were uncapable of sight, it could not properly be said to be blind. Amplificatio per Impossibile: ubi obiter variantur Impossibile & Nunquam. It is Impossible, It is not possible, How is it possible? It cannot be Can it be? How can it be? It can by no means be, but that self-love should be blind. All things may sooner be, than that self-love should not be blind. It is not to be avoided, It is not to be refused, How can it be avoided? How can it be refused? Can it be avoided? refused? but self-love will be blind. It must needs be, It cannot but be, It cannot otherwise be; How should it otherwise be? but that self-love should be blind. Paroemia: The Wolf shall marry the Sheep, A Locust shall bring forth an Elephant, The Sea shall bring forth Vines, The snail shall outrun the Hare, and the Tortoise the Eagle, Brambles shall bring forth Violets, and Thorns Roses, The Rivers shall be carried towards their Fountains, before any thing be found blinder than self-love. The Fountains themselves shall thirst, The Earth shall fly, The Beetle shall make honey, and the Gnat milk, The Crabs shall go forward, The Nightingale shall cease to Sing, The Owl shall sing like the Nightingale, The Heaven shall fall, The Earth shall ascend above the Sky, Mountains shall be transplaced, The Mule shall bring forth, Water and Fire shall agree together, The Fire shall be kindled with Snow, A Tempest shall be calmed with a song, The Earth shall be bored through, The Sun shall change his course, The Loadstone shall turn from the North, when any thing is so blind as self-love. Groves shall grow on the Waves, Seaweeds shall be found on the Mountains, The Stars shall fall, The motion of each star shall be irregular, Day shall be turned to night, The waters of the Sea shall leave their saltness, The Sea shall be ploughed, A Crop shall be reaped from the Sand, Past moments shall be recalled, The Meadows shall never more have flowers, The Heavens shall want Stars, Day shall want Light, No sweetness shall be in Roses, The Fish shall burn in the Ocean, No Joy shall be in Heaven, nor Pain in Hell, The Flames shall descend, when self-love receiveth sight. The Mountains forgetting their weights shall fly like Atoms through the sky, The Heavens shall rest, The Sun and Stars shall shine together, The Pebbles shall mount up to the Stars, The Earth shall be adorned with Stars, The Flocks shall invite the Lions to their folds, The Skies shall endure the heavy plough, The Water shall give flames, and Fire waters, The Sun shall rise in the West, The Aunts shall leave their industry, The Bees shall forget to make Honey, Maenalian Hounds shall fly from the Hare, Nature shall become preposterous, No Element shall keep his proper seat, Fire shall be cold, and Water give heat, Summer shall give Snow, Does shall fright Lions, Crows shall fly through the Air whiter than Snow, Swans shall be as black as pitch, Oxen shall cut the Air with their wings, Marbles shall be softer than Wax, The Chickens shall pray upon the Kite, and Geese upon the Fox. if ever self-love see, or judge aright. Confirmatio à perpetuitate veritatis, ubi obiter variantur, Perpetuò & Semper. Whilst Sun and Stars shall run their course, While Stars shall embellish Heaven, and Flowers the Earth, Whilst Neptune's arms, shall embrace the earth, Whilst Cynthia shall renew her Horns, Whilst Lucifer foretells th' approaching Morn, Whilst Arctos shuns the Sea, Whilst Mountains give their shades, Whilst Streams their tribute to the Ocean pay, ever will self-love be blind. Whilst Day hath Light, and Night succeeds the Day, Whilst Summer follows the Spring, and Autumn succeeds Summer; Whilst the Sun casts light, or the Earth shadows, Whilst the Land bounds the Sea, and Air the Land, Whilst the Rivers carry Waters, or those waters Fishes, Whilst the Earth hath Trees, Whilst the Boar loves the tops of Mountains, Whilst Bees love thyme, and Bears honey, ever will self-love be blind. Till time and memory shall be no more, Till time shall have no plumes, Till time shall be as bald before, as he is behind, Till time shall be swallowed up by Eternity, Till Lachesis have no more thread to draw, will self-love be void of sight. Till Time, that gives all things their end, shall also have his own End; To the last Syllable of recorded Time; † Note that all those Proverbial phrases, which signify Never will also signify Ever, by prefixing Till or Until. Till the Wolf shall marry the Sheep, Till the Sun shall change his Course, Till the Sun shall rise in the West, self-love will want his eyes. Conclusio. Peroratio: Had Self-love all Argus his Eyes; yet could they not restore his Sight; and had I as many Tongues; yet could not I fully describe his Blindness. Lest therefore I speak so long of the Blindness of Self-love, that I seem so blind myself, as not to see time to make an End; I will here conclude with my first Opinion, Self-love is blind. Sentence. III. Honour nourisheth Arts. Amplificatio per Synonymiam simplicem. Heterôsis (sive Mutatio) Activorum Passivis. Art's are nourished by honour. Honour nurseth Arts: Arts are nursed by honour. Honour feedeth the Arts: Arts are fed by honour. Honour fostereth Arts: Arts are fostered by honour. Honour cherisheth Arts: Arts are cherished by honour. Honour maintains Arts: Arts are maintained by honour. Honour encourageth Arts: Arts are encouraged by honour. Honour advanceth the Arts: The Arts are advanced by honour. Honour promoteth Arts: Arts are promoted by Honour. Honour exalts the Arts: The Arts are exalted by honour. Honour excites Arts: Arts are excited by Honour. Heterosis seu Mutatio numeri. Honour's nourish art: Art is nourished by honours. Fame cherisheth Art: Art is cherished by Fame. Glory animates sciences: Sciences are animated by glory. Metaphora. Existimation whets on Sciences: Sciences are whetted on by Existimation. Glory spurs on Sciences: Sciences are spurred on by glory. Glory suckles the Arts: Heterôsis (seu Mutatio Nominis cum Verbo, Metaphora à Relatis. Arts are suckled by glory. Honour is the patron of Arts: Arts are the clients of honour. Honour is the nurse of Art: Art is the nursling of honour. Honour is the tutor of Arts: Arts are the pupils of Honour. Honour is the foster-father of art: Art is the foster-child of honour. Honour is the spur of Arts. Heterôsis seu mutatio Affirmativorum negativis. Erotêsis, seu Interrogatio. There are no arts which are not nourished by Honour: There is not any art which is not cherished by honour. What nourisheth Arts? Honour. What nourisheth Arts but honour? What nourisheth Arts, if not honour? What? doth not honour nourish Arts? What more nourisheth Arts than honour? What can more nourish Arts, than honour? Can any thing nourish Arts more than honour? How should any thing nourish Arts more than honour? Is there any thing that so nourisheth Arts as honour doth? Hath the wide World any thing that nourisheth Arts more than honour? In what dark and blind corner lieth that Art, that is not nourished by-honour? What from East to West, so nourisheth Arts as Honour? In what secret and unknown region lieth that Art which honour doth not nourish? What is that at last, which so nourisheth Arts as Honour? Where shall we find that thing, that nourisheth Arts, as honour is wont? What unfound Land doth contain that Art, which honour doth not cherish? What new America not yet discovered hath any thing that more nourisheth Arts then honour? What unknown Land amongst the Antipodes containeth any thing, which so nourisheth the Arts, as Honour? Ecphonesis seu Exclamatio. O the great O the strange O the wonderful O the incredible O the unspeakable O the unexpressible O the inconceivable O the singular O the innumerable O the infinite benefits bestowed by honour upon the Arts! Admiratio. cum Isodynamia periphrastica. Good God how doth honour nourish Arts! Good gods! how are the Arts nourished by honour! Immortal God how indulgent is honour to Arts! Immortal gods! how doth honour favour Arts! Good lack! how dear are the Arts to honour! Metaphora. O how honour, carries the Arts in her bosom! O how true is that old saying, Honour nourisheth Arts! O ye Gods above! what a singular friend is honour to the Arts! Oh ye Gods and Goddesses all! how much are the Arts beholden to honour! Adjuratio. Let me not live, Let me die, Let me not enjoy my health, Let me perish miserably, If I do not think it most true, that Honour nourisheth Arts. So let the Muses love me, So may the Gods favour me, So may the Heavens be propitious to me, So may I ever be master of my desire As I think it most true, that Honour nourisheth Arts. Commiseratio. Alas! how little can the Arts do without the help of honour! Ah, the Arts pine away and die, if honour do not cherish them. Woe is me, it irketh me to think how the Arts would hang their heads if honour did not raise them up. I do much doubt, whether there be Dubitatio. any thing, which nourisheth the Arts more than honour. I do much doubt whether there is any thing, whose care of the Arts is equal to that of Honour. I am not certain whether there be any thing in the whole World that nourisheth Arts, so much as Honour. Abominatio. Fie upon his intolerable blindness that doth not see, that honour nourisheth Arts. Allegoria. Out upon the gross ignorance of him that doth not know, that by Honour's dew the Arts grow. O shame! can any man be ignorant of this? that Honour adds wings and spirits to the Arts. Collatio ad minus. The Indulgent mother doth not so embrace and cherish her Infant, as Honour doth the Arts. What careful Nurse can with more love and diligence suckle and bring up her nursling, than Honour the Arts? The dew doth not so fecundate the grass, nor Favonius so favour the flowers; as Honour the Arts. The breath of honour is the Zephyrus, Metaphord the Favonius of the Arts. Allegoria. The Arts grow under the drippings of Honour's tree. The fountains and the springs do not so irrigate, and moisten the earth, that it may be fruitful, as honour the Arts. The rain doth not so with timely showers ripen the Corn, as Honour the Arts. The Sun by his cherishing-heat doth not so enliven, and amplify all things, as honour by her fructifying beams doth increase and augment the Arts. Distributio partium. The liberal Sciences ascribe all they have to honour: and the Mechanical arts are not so rustic, and without art, as not to acknowledge the same. Grammatica. Grammar complains of the want of words to express how much she is obliged to honour. Rhetorica. Rhetoric confesseth that she received her tongue from Honour, and could not speak a word till Glory gave her Language. Logica. Logic and all Philosophy confess that their followers are all Creatures of Glory, and as much desirous of Glory as Wisdom, for all their talking, (i. e. whatsoever they talk.) Musica. Music confesseth that she could never have reached, neither so sweet, nor so high strains, if honour had not screwed up (i. e. extended) her strings. Honour is the of Musick's-fidlestick, and it is honour that gives breath to all her Wind-Instruments. A●ithmetica. Arithmetic is counting that infinite number of thanks, she owes to Honour: but is not yet come, nor will ever come, at the total sum. Geometria. Geometry feels the weight of those Obligatons, wherein she stands bound to honour, and is scarce able to stand under the burden. Astronomia. Astronomy never thinks of honour, but she looks upon her Stars: and every one represents some benefit received from her. Collectio. Illatio. Inductione. Argum. à Majore. And if the Liberal Arts acknowledge with such gratitude the courtesy of honour; certainly the Mechanical cannot be so ungrateful, as not to † Imitate. second (follow) them. Hirmos' Asyndeton, Dialyton. Honour makes the Arts active, courageous, industrious, quick, nimble, lively, sedulous, diligent, indefatigable, sagacious, and what not. Asteismus. He that can count the Stars of the Sky, or the Sands on the Lybian shore; let him go count the thanks which the Arts own to Honour. Obiter variatur Multi. The courtesies of Honour towards Collatio ad minus. the Arts, are more than the Sands of the Sea, Stars of the Sky, Auxesis Hyperbolica. Hairs of the Head, Drops of Rain, Pellets of Hail, Flakes of Snow, Drops of Dew, Leaves of Trees, Boughs of Forest, Blades of Grass, Ears of Corn, Birds of the Air, Fishes of the Sea, Flowers of the Spring, Apples of Autumn, Summer's Flies, Summer's Aunts, Motes in the Sun, Bees of Hybla, Billows of the Carpathian Sea, etc. Hyperbole. Honour nourisheth the Arts, with a juice far sweeter than Nectar, and much more pleasant than the Ambrosia of the gods. They must be very strange Arts which honour doth not nourish. I do not know that Art, which honour doth not nourish. Confirmatio & Amplificatio per Hyperbolicam praefationem & formas generales. Who can express What tongue can express No words can express Who can count No Tongue can count Auxesis. No Arithmetic can number the benefits of Honour towards the Arts. I am not able to express, No Eloquence is able to express, It is not to tell, It is wonderful to tell, It is not to be believed, It is beyond belief, It transcends a strong belief to credit, It is not to think, No man can in mind conceive, You can scarce believe, how much Honour doth nourish Arts. Even to a Proverb, It hath the place of a Proverb, It is instead of a Proverb, It is become a Proverb, It hath obtained the force of a Proverb, It hath crept into the number of Proverbs, It is an Adage of a received authority; It is a saying as true, as old Honour nourisheth Arts. I will never again believe mine own, nor the judgement of all the Ancient; if honour do not nourish Arts. If honour doth not nourish Arts; I know not what doth. Cave credas. Never believe, there is any thing nourisheth Arts, more than honour. Confirmatino & Confutatio. Nothing is more frequent in Orators, Poets, Historians; than, None is so ignorant, but knows; Honour nourisheth Arts. None, but the most impudent man in the World, can deny; 〈◊〉 Let him affirm with that doting Philosopher, that Snow is black, who denies; It were better to deny all things, than this one; He should be cudgelled into belief, and confuted with club-Arguments, who denies; One Democritus will not suffice, to laugh at his Folly, who denies; that honour nourisheth Arts. An acre of Hellebore will not cure him, that denies; Give him some Hellebore to purge his Brain, that will not confess; He understands little, that doth not know; Paradiastole. He doth not speak, but bray like an Ass, that denies; No man's Nose is so stopped but he easily smells out this; Send him to Bedlam, as a man, that hath a Vertigo in his Brain, that denies; Rub over your Forehead, and dare to deny; that the Arts are stirred up by honour. Confirmatio per Interr●gationem. Who is so blind, as not to see? Who is so impudent, that he dares deny? What impudence is it, not to confess? Who doth not understand? Who, but a Madman, would deny? Who lives in such Cymmerian darkness, that he doth not see, and confess; Paroemia. his * Cerebr●m in calcaneis. Who, except he have Brains in his Heels, will deny? that honour is the nurse of Arts. Paroemia. his soul only as † To keep his body from stinking. Who, except he have salt will deny? Can Impudence so put off all shame, as to deny? that honour is the patron of Arts. Confirmatio per Asseverationem. It is a Truth approved by the consent of all men, It is a Truth, manifest even to blind men, It is a thing so plain, as nothing can be plainer; so certain, as nothing can be more certain; Paradiastole Metaphora. It is a Truth so apparent, and evident, that it seems writ not with Ink, but with the Beams of the Sun; It is a matter out of question, and needs no dispute; It is a Truth approved of, by the Testimony and Judgement of the whole World, that honour is the whetstone of the Arts. It is as true, as either Jove's, or Apollo's Oracle, It is as true, as the Ammonian, Dodonean, or Delphic Oracle, It is a Truth, that requires not many words, or a long Oration to confirm it, It appears more clearly than the mid-day-Sun, that honour is the whetstone of the Arts. The Sun needs no other light, that it may be seen; nor a Trumpet to proclaim the brightness of his Beams; so is it in this evident Truth, He lights a Candle in the Sunshine, that goes a bout to explain this Truth; It is a Truth, than which what can be more certain? what more plain? Asteismus. It is a Truth so out of all Controversy, that he that would prove it, may go tell men, The Sun shines, when he triumphs in his meridian-Glory. He must be either of Enantiôsis. very great boldness, or very little wit, that denies, Hypothesis Suppositio. He that seriously considers it, is blind, if he do not see; obstinate, if seeing he do not confess; Confirmatio per Confutationem, They are but as sibyl's leaves, whatsoever are objected against this Truth, Collati●▪ The Arguments against this Truth are lighter and vainer than the leaves of the Sibylls, that the Arts are Honour's darlings. Metaphora. They are but Ropes of sand, Towers of Lamia, old-wife's Tales, vain Dreams, that men prattle against this Truth; Metaphora. There is neither crumb, nor drop of sense, or reason, in those things, that are spoken against this Truth, Collatio à simili. As one said of the Nightingale, she was a Voice, and nothing else; so they are words, and wind, and no more, that are objected against this Truth, Paradiastole. It comes not from Apollo's Tripos, but the old-wife's Trivet, whatsoever is babbled against this Truth, Epitrope. Let him be rich, let him be noble, let him be great, let him be what you will; fool he must needs be, and foolhardy too, who dares to open his mouth against this Truth, Metaphora. I could wish myself a Squinancy to stop his saucy chaps, which dare bark against this Truth, that the Arts are Honour's favourites. Hypothesis Ironica. If he be not blind enough, make him blinder, that doth not see, and acknowledge this palpable Truth, He must either shut his eyes, or put them out, to whom the light of this Truth doth not clearly shine, that Arts are perfected by Honour. He is hardened against all Truth, that denies this manifest Truth, Asteismus. Let him go deny Principles, that will not confess this Maxim, He must have a Forehead of Brass, a Brain of Lead; and a Tongue of Iron, that dares contradict so confessed a Truth, that Arts are perfected by Honour. Confirmatio ab Exemplo. There were no good Physicians at Athens, because there were no rewards nor Honours for Physicians. At the same Athens, Honour and the applause of the Citizens, nourished the Art of Eloquence in Demosthenes to the highest perfection: So in Cicero, at Rome. The same may be said of Aristotle, Archimedes, and divers other famous Philosophers. Confirmatio à Testimonio. Where there is no rewards, there is no Art; saith Aristophanes, that Prince of Comic Poets, amongst the Grecians. T●st. Every thing that is honoured is increased, and that which is contemned is diminished, saith Jamblicus a most ancient Author. Test. to Flaccus, saith, O Flaccus let there be but † Favourers of Arts. Mecoenas', there will not want * Learned Poets. Martia●, that witty Poet, writing Maro's, and your own grounds will give you a Virgil. Well therefore did the Ancient feign † Honour, renown. Euphemia the mother of the Arts. Apodosis. and, as it were, blowing upon the Arts, makes them, which otherwise would be * Paronomasia. Even as a prosperous Wind, filling Confirmatio per Similitudinem Protasis. the Sails of the Ship, makes it pass through the Waves with a triumphant speed, which otherwise is carried with a slow languid and uncertain motion; so Honour animating, resty and rusty, to move with an happy and cheerful Progress, till by degrees they arrive at the Haven of perfection. Ironia. It is not honour that nourisheth the Arts, no by no means; the Arts are not at all beholden to honour, nor depend upon her vain and uncertain breath! very true forsooth. Honour doth not disregard the Arts. Tapinôsis Meiôsis Litotes. Honour is no enemy to the Arts. Honour wisheth not ill to the Arts. Climax. Incrementum. Subjectio seu Anthypophora. Doth honour love the Arts? Yea she feeds them, cherisheth them embraceth them, kisheth them, bears them in her bosom, brings them up with much care and indulgence to their full ripeness and perfection. Epizeuxis. It honour, honour is, that whets the Arts. Anadiplôsis' Honour alone encourageth the Arts: Arts, those ingenious Nymphs of knowing Souls. Anaphora. Honour doth feed, Honour doth cherish Arts: Honour puts courage in their drooping hearts. Epistrophe. What Arts can live, if Honour lends not breath? Arts needs must die, if Honour lends not breath. Symploce. Honour alone doth breed, and nourish Arts: Honour alone doth feed and cherish Arts. Art's honour client. Fame's delight Epanalepsis. is Art. Epanodes. Art's honour child, Honour's Art's tender mother: The mother's good, the child can be no other. Epiphonèma. Nothing doth Honour hold too dear, whereby she may promote and advantage the Arts: so great, so singular is her courtesy to them. Epanorthôsis. Honour nourisheth Arts: what did I say, nourisheth? yea gives them life and livelihood, being and well-being. Aposiopèsis. So much do the Arts depend upon the beams of Honour's favour; that— but I will not put the Arts to a blush. Apostrophe. O Honour with what courtesy dost thou embrace the Arts! with what indulgence dost thou further their increase and perfection? Synoecei●sis. Arts are not arts, which Honour doth not nourish. Oxymoron. Arts would be art-less, if Honour did not cherish them. Tell me, O Diomedes, Aldus, Anacoenosis Communicati●. Phocas, Priscian, Linacre, Despauterius, and all you other Captains of Grammar's Army, What made you to write such great Volumes, and to set out the Art which you did profess, so fully and plainly? Was it not, that Honour that should survive your ashes? What, Cicero, made thee take such unwearied pains in Reading, Translating, and Imitating the Greek Orators? Was it not the glory of the Roman Forum, and the unanimous applause of all the Senate? Anathora. Let me beg leave to ask thee, O Demosthenes; What was it that induced thee so soon to leave thy bed, to contend with the Mechanics, who should first be up in a morning? to cut the hair on one side of thy head, that being a shamed to comeforth, thou might'st be more intent to thy studies? Was it not Honour? was it not the applause of the Athenian theatre, was it not a desire to bear away the victory from all other Orators; especially thine envious and emulous adversary Aeschines? Paralipsis. Honour doth nourish the Arts; to pass in silence, that she gives them their portion and patrimony, and in them their chiefest nerves, strength, and vigour. Pleonasmus. I have heard with these Ears, and seen with these Eyes many professors of Arts, who have protested, that they would not spend one hour more in the Study of their Arts; if the hope of Honour and Reward did not entice them. Parenthesis. I believe, (nor is my belief vain) that nothing nourisheth the Arts more than Honour. I hold and judge (and why may I not openly profess it?) that the Arts would perish, if it were not for Honour. Aporia Addubitatio. What shall I do? what shall I at last resolve on? I know neither well how to begin, nor beginning how to end, if I should undertake to relate, how much the Arts are obliged to Honour. P●os●po●●eia. Me thinks I see and hear all the Arts squealing like so many hungry Infants, and Honour standing by them like a tender Mother, with her breasts laid forth and bare, and thus speaking to them. Come, my children, dearer to me then life itself; draw out from these nipples that nectareous juice, which alone can preserve your life. Every milk will not fit your stomach, nor will any nourishment add strength and vigour to your bodies. No, no, they are these milk-bottles that contain your genuine nutriment; draw them dry then, and spare not, that when they are empty, I may replenish them with that liquor, which abounding to you, you grow apace: and which failing, you decay as fast. Which said, the Arts with a wonderful greediness, each one in their order, even wearied her with lugging her breasts. Inv●●si●. But methinks, I hear some man say, Honour doth not always increase and nourish the Arts, for many times Arts as they are invented out of poverty and want, so are they increased by the hope of wealth and plenty: To which I answer, that therefore doth Honour nourish the Arts, because they are increased out of hope of wealth and plenty: for wealth and plenty is a kind of Honour, and they that live in wealth and plenty, live in much Honour and Esteem above the poor and needy. So that, this argument notwithstanding, this Truth remains firm and certain, that, Honour nourisheth the Arts. Amplificatio per Impossibile: ubi obiter variantur Impossibile & Nunquam. It is Impossible, It is not possible, How is it possible? It cannot be Can it be? How can it be? It can by no means be, but that the Arts are nourished by Honour. All things may sooner be, than that Honour should not nourish the Arts. It is not to be avoided, It is not to be refused, How can it be avoided? How can it be refused? Can it be avoided? refused? but that the Arts must owe their nourishment to Honor. It must needs be, It cannot but be, It cannot otherwise be, but How should it otherwise be? but that Honour feeds the Arts. Paroemia: The Wolf shall marry the Sheep, A Locust shall bring forth an Elephant, The Sea shall bring forth Vines, The snail shall outrun the Hare, and the Tortoise the Eagle, Brambles shall bring forth Violets, and Thorns Roses, The Rivers shall be carried towards their Fountains, The Fountains themselves shall thirst, The Earth shall fly, The Beetle shall make honey, and the Gnat milk, The Crabs shall go forward, before any thing be found that more nourisheth the Arts then Honor. The Nightingale shall cease to Sing. The Owl shall sing like the Nightingale, The Heaven shall fall, The Earth shall ascend above the Sky, Mountains shall be transplaced, The Mule shall bring forth, Water and Fire shall agree together, The Fire shall be kindled with Snow, A Tempest shall be calmed with a song, The Earth shall be bored through, The Sun shall change his course, The Loadstone shall turn from the North, Groves shall grow on the Waves, Seaweeds shall be found on the Mountains, The Stars shall fall, when Arts live and flourish not nourished by Honour. The motion of each star shall be irregular, Day shall be turned to night, The waters of the Sea shall leave their saltness. The Sea shall be ploughed, A Crop shall be reaped from the Sand, Past moments shall be recalled, The Meadows shall never more have flowers, The Heavens shall want Stars, Day shall want Light, No sweetness shall be in Roses, The Fish shall burn in the Ocean, No Joy shall be in Heaven, nor Pain in Hell, The Flames shall descend, The Mountains forgetting their weights shall fly like Atoms through the sky, when the arts shall not be beholden to Honour. The Heavens shall rest, The Sun and Stars shall shine together, The Pebbles shall mount up to the Stars, The Earth shall be adorned with Stars, The Flocks shall invite the Lions to their folds, The Skies shall endure the heavy plough, The Water shall give flames, and Fire waters, The Sun shall rise in the West, The Aunts shall leave their industry, The Bees shall forget to make Honey, Maenalian Hounds shall fly from the Hare, Nature shall become preposterous, No Element shall keep his proper seat, Fire shall be cold, and Water shall give heat, Summer shall give Snow, Does shall fright Lions, if Arts die not when Honour refuseth to nourish them. Crow's shall fly through the Air whiter than Snow, Swans shall be as black as pitch, Oxen shall cut the Air with their wings, Marbles shall be softer than Wax, The Chickens shall pray upon the Kite, and Geese upon the Fox. Confirmatio à perpetuitate veritatis, ubi obiter variantur, Perpetuò & Semper. The Hare shall chase the Hound, and the Dove the Hawks, if Arts die not when Honour refuseth to nourish them. Whilst Sun and Stars shall run their course, While Stars shall embellish Heaven, and Flowers the Earth, Whilst Neptune's arms, shall embrace the earth, Whilst Cynthia shall renew her Horns, Whilst Lucifer foretells th' approaching Morn, Whilst Arctos shuns the Sea, Whilst Mountains give their shades, Whilst Streams their tribute to the Ocean pay, ever will the arts depend upon Honour. Whilst Day hath Light, and Night succeeds the Day, Whilst Summer follows the Spring, and Autumn succeeds Summer; Whilst the Sun casts light, or the Earth shadows, Whilst the Land bounds the Sea, and Air the Land, Whilst the Rivers carry Waters, or those waters Fishes, Whilst the Earth hath Trees, Whilst the Boar loves the tops of Mountains, Whilst Bees love thyme, and Bears honey, ever will the arts depend upon Honour. Till time and memory shall be no more, Till time shall have no plumes, Till time shall be as bald before, as he is behind, Till time shall be swallowed up by Eternity, Till Lachesis have no more thread to draw, ever will the arts bemuch obliged to Honour. † Note that all those Proverbial phrases, which stand for Never, may by prefixing Till or Until stand for Ever, as appears by these Examples. Till the Wolf shall marry the Sheep, Till the Sun shall change his Course, Till the Sun shall rise in the West, Till Time, that gives all things their end, shall have itself an End; To the last Syllable of recorded Time; ever will the Arts be much obliged to Honour. Conclusio Epilogus Peroratio: But since I have made mention of the End of Time, it puts me in mind, that it is time to make an End of my Discourse, lest by my prolixity, I draw into suspicion this evident truth; Honour nourisheth the Arts. Sentence. iv Fortune is Unconstant. Synonymia simplex per Heterôsin contra●ii Substantivi & Adjectivi. Fortune is not constant. Fortune is a thing of great inconstancy. Fortune is a thing of the least constancy. Fortune is a thing of no constancy. Fortune is uncertain. Fortune is not certain. Fortune is a thing of great uncertainty. Fortune is a thing of the least certainty. Fortune is a thing of no certainty. Fortune is mutable. Fortune is not immutable. Fortune is a thing of incredible mutability. Fortune is a thing of the least immutability. Fortune is a thing of no immutability. Fortune is unsteadfast. Fortune is not steadfast. Fortune is a thing of unspeakable unstedfastness. Fortune is a thing of the least steadfastness. Fortune is a thing of no steadfastness. Fortune is leight. Fortune is not grave. Fortune is a thing of wonderful levity. Fortune is a thing of no gravity. Fortune is a thing of the least gravity. Fortune is changeable. Fortune is not unchangeable. Fortune is a thing of notable changeableness. Fortune is a thing of the least unchangeableness. Fortune is a thing of no unchangeableness. Fortune is various. Fortune is a thing of much variety. Fortune is voluble. Fortune is a thing of an uncertain volubility. Fortune is slippery. Fortune is a thing of a dangerous slipperiness. Fortune is instable. Fortune is not stable. Fortune is a thing of unexpressible instability. Fortune is a thing of the least stability. Fortune is a thing of no stability. Fortune is perfidious. Fortune is not faithful. Fortune is a thing of odious perfidiousness. Fortune is a thing of the least faithfulness. Fortune is a thing of no faithfulness. Fortune is deceitful. Fortune is fallacious. Fortune is not true. Fortune is a thing of great deceitfulness. Fortune is a thing of subtle fallaciousness. Fortune is a thing of the least truth. Fortune is a thing of no truth. Fortune is vain. Fortune is a thing of manifold vanity. Fortune is desultorious. Fortune is transitory. Fortune hath no constancy. Fortune wants certainty. Fortune is without steadfastness. Fortune is destitute of stability. There is no faith or fidelity in Fortune. Fortune is deprived of all gravity. Fortune abounds in inconstancy. Fortune wants not uncertainty. Fortune is not without unstedfastness. Fortune is not destitute of instability, Fortune is well furnished with perfidiousness. There is deceit and fallaciousness enough in Fortune. Fortune is frail. Fortune is a thing of miserable frailty. Hyperbole. Fortune is unconstant even to wonder above all things. Great is the inconstancy of Fortune, even to wonder above all things. Fortune is a thing in all the world lest of all constant. Fortune stands not long in a place. Fortune reteyns not always the same mind. Heterôsis Affirmativorum negativis. Nothing is inconstant, if not Fortune. Nothing is more inconstant than Fortune. Nothing in the World can be more inconstant than Fortune. There is nothing but is more constant than Fortune. Nothing can be more unconstant than Fortune. There is not any thing can be less constant than Fortune. There is nothing, but is less inconstant than Fortune. Nothing is constant, if Fortune be not unconstant. There is nothing so unconstant as Fortune. Heterosis Act●vi Passivo. Nothing surpasseth Forune in inconstancy. Fortune is surpassed by nothing in inconstancy. Nothing overcomes Fortune in uncertainty. Fortune is overcome by nothing in uncertainty. Nothing is so easily changed as Fortune. Nothing is more easily changed then Fortune. Nothing is with more ease changed then Fortune. Nothing is changed oftener than Fortune. What is unconstant? Fortune. Erot●sis, seu Interrogatio. What is inconstant but Fortune? What is inconstant if not Fortune? What? Is not Fortune inconstant? What is more inconstant than Fortune? What can be more inconstant than Fortune? Can any thing be more inconstant than Fortune? How should any thing be more inconstant than Fortune? Is there any thing so unconstant as Fortune? Hath the wide World any thing so unconstant as Fortune? In what dark and blind corner lieth that thing, that is so inconstant as Fortune? What from East to West, is so inconstant as Fortune? In what secret and unknown region lieth that thing, that is so inconstant as Fortune? What region in the earth hath not heard of the inconstancy of Fortune? What is that at last, which is so inconstant as Fortune? Where shall we find those things that are more inconstant than Fortune? What unfound Land doth contain those things, that are more inconstant than Fortune? What new America not yet discovered hath any thing, more inconstant than Fortune? What unknown Land amongst the Antipodes hath any thing less. constant then Fortune? Heterôsis Activorum passivis. What doth not Fortune surpass in inconstancy? By what is not Fortune surpassed in inconstancy? Ecphonesis Exclamatio. O inconstant Fortune! O the intolerable O the great O the strange O the wonderful O the admirable O the incredible O the singular O the unspeakable O the inexpressible O the inconceivable inconstancy of Fortune! O the innumerable O the infinite O the very many changes and varieties of inconstant Fortune! Admiratio. Isodynamia periphrastica & Metaleptica. Good God how great is Fortune's inconstancy! Good gods! what inconstancy is in Fortune! Immortal God how Fortune gives at once with the right hand, and takes away with the left! Immortal gods! what a Punic faith is the faith of Fortune! Good lack! how seldom doth Fortune make good her word! O! to how many changes is inconstant fortune obnoxious! O! to how many vicissitudes is uncertain Fortune liable! O how true is that old saying, Fortune is inconstant! O ye Allseeing Gods above! how inconstant is this blind Goddess Fortune below! Oh ye Gods and Goddesses all! how little faith is to be had to inconstant Fortune. Adjuratio: Let me not live, Let me die, Let me not enjoy my health, Let me perish miserably, If I do not think it most true, that Fortune is inconstant. So let the Muses love me, So may the Gods favour me, So may the Heavens be propitious to me, So may I ever be master of my desire As I think it most true, that Fortune is inconstant. Commiseratio. Alas! Fortune is very inconstant. Ah, in vain doth any man endeavour to bring Fortune to a constant station and temper. Woe is me, it pitieth my heart to think how many, and how great calamities men have suffered through the inconstancy of Fortune. Oh grief! how is Fortune the example, idea, and pattern of inconstancy! Dubitatio. I do much doubt whether there be any thing, more inconstant than Fortune. It is a very great question, whether there be any thing, whose inconstancy is equal to the inconstancy of Fortune. I am not certain whether Fortune be not the most inconstant thing in the World without exception. I know not well what I should say, whether that Fortune is inconstant; or inconstancy itself. It is a thing to me not free from all controversy, Whether Fortune be not unconstant above all things. Abominatio. Fie upon the intolerable inconstancy of Fortune! Out upon that blind and inconstant Goddess, whose inconstancy is the occasion of infinite misfortunes by Sea and Land. Isodynamia Periphrastica, Hyperbolic. O shame! that Fortune whom we (forsooth) call a Goddess, place in Heaven, erect Altars to offer Sacrifice, should be destitute of all providence, and continue obstinately in a blind inconstancy. There is no inconstancy to the inconstancy of Fortune. Give me any inconstancy but the inconstancy of Fortune. Parenthesis Let none complain of the inconstancy Collatio. of the Moon, Women, or Children (every one whereof is very great) that considereth the inconstancy of Fortune. Collatio per contrarium Enantiôsis. The Earth is not more constant than Fortune is inconstant. Confirmatio & Demonstratio. Aetiologia. So inconstant is Fortune; that it forsakes constancy, reason, and it self too. Needs must she be inconstant, that never leaves any place warm with her stay. Collatio ad minus. Fortune is more inconstant than Inconstancy itself. Hyperbolica & paroemialis: Hypotypica & Periphrastica. Fortune is more inconstant, then Mercury that many-shaped god, that is here and there and every where almost in a moment. Hypotyposis periphrasis. Fortune is more inconstant than Vertumnus, the god of change, that hath his name from turning and varying his shape. Fortune is more inconstant than Proteus that turns himself into all miracles of things. Fortune is more incorstant than Empusa, the Devil in Aristophanes always appearing on the Stage in a several shape. Fortune is more inconstant than Morpheus that is wont to put on, what shapes and looks he will. More inconstant is Fortune then the Moon, which is sometimes full, sometimes half-full, sometimes waxing, sometimes waning, sometimes pale, sometimes ruddy. Collatio ad par & aequale. Fortune is as inconstant as the Spring or Autumn-aire; sometimes clear, sometimes cloudy; sometimes calm, sometimes stormy. Fortune is as inconstant as the sea, every day ebbing and flowing. Fortune is as inconstant as Euripus ebbing and flowing seven times a day. As inconstant is Fortune, as the Polypus or Chameleon, which ever and anon change their colours. Fortune is as inconstant as Quicksilver, which none can take ho●d of. Collatio ad minus. Inconstant is a reed moved with every blast, yet far less inconstant than Fortune. Great is the inconstancy of dry leaves, and chaff driven by the wind, greater the inconstancy of Fortune. What greater inconstancy then of a wheel, whilst it is in motion; yet doth the wheel seem to stand compared to the inconstancy of Fortune. A Weathercock turning with every wind is inconstant enough; yet less inconstant than Fortune. The Bark which the water carrieth whithersoever it pleaseth, is inconstant; yet by many degrees less inconstant than Fortune. Water, Air, Wind, are things all remarkably inconstant; yet far more constant than Fortune. So inconstant is Fortune; as nothing is to be compared to it. Such is the inconstancy of Fortune; that nothing is to be equalled with it. Collatio ad simile. Fortune is like the Countryman in the Fable, who (to the wonder of the Satire) out of the same mouth blew both cold and hot. Fortune seems sometimes a mother, sometimes a stepmother. Fortune with the same countenance weeps and laughs. Fortune sits on two stools, as Cicero speaks. Fortune, like a Stage-Player, puts on the Person, sometimes of a Ship-wrackt-man, a Physician, a banished man, a glorious man, a base man. Fortune is inconstant, beyond the help of Art or nature. The Liberal Sciences cannot cure her inconstancy, and the Mechanical cannot invent an Engine to compel her. Distributio partium. Grammatica. All Grammar's Cases and Variations are not comparable to the chances and varieties of Fortune. Rhetorica. All the Eloquence of Rhetoric cannot stay her flying wing, Logica. Logicks more solid Arguments she eludes with her fallacies. Musica. music's sweet notes cannot allure her stay, and she accounts herself the better Siren. Arithmetica. Arithmetic is counting up all the changes of Fortune to her shame: but she so redoubles and varies, that she confounds her reckoning. Geometria. Geometry is gone to seek some Archimedes, to make an engine to enclose this wandering and gadding Goddess: but when the workman is found, Fortune will be to seek. Astronomia. Astronomy is scouring all her Stars, that when Fortune next passeth by, their beauty may invite her stay, but Fortune is blind, and so is not taken with external splendour. Collectio. Illatio. Inductione. à Majore. Now since the Liberal Sciences each one with much modesty acknowledge their inability for this work; I hope the Mechanical for shame will not dare to put the least finger to it. Asteismus. He that can count the Stars of the Sky, or the Sands on the Lybian shore; let him go count the changes and vicissitudes of inconstant Fortune. Auxesis Hyperbolica. The changes and turn of Fotune Collatio ad minus. are more than the Sands of the Sea, Stars of the Sky, Hairs of the Head, Drops of Rain, Pellets of Hail, Flakes of Snow, Drops of Dew, Leaves of Trees, Boughs of Forests, Blades of Grass, Ears of Corn, Birds of the Air, Fishes of the Sea, Flowers of the Spring, Apples of Autumn, Summer's Flies, Summer's Aunts, Motes in the Sun, Bees of Hybla, Billows of the Carpathian Sea, etc. Collatio ad minus. To cure the inconstancy of Fortune would be a work of greater miracle, than all Hercules twelve labours. Admiratio. O what a strange sight would it be, to see Fortune remain constant in any thing, even for an hour! Confirmatio & Amplificatio per Auxesin Hyperbolicam, Praefationem, & formas generales. Who can express What tongue can express No words can express the inconstancy of Fortune. Who can count No Tongue can count No Arithmetic can number the changes of Fortune. I am not able to express, No Eloquence is able to express, It is not to tell, how unconstant Fortune is. It is wonderful to tell, It is not to be believed, It is beyond belief, It transcends a strong belief, It is not to think, No man can in mind conceive, You can scarce believe, how unconstant Fortune is. Even to a Proverb, It hath the place of a Proverb, It is instead of a Proverb, It is become a Proverb, It hath obtained the force of a Proverb, It hath crept into the number of Proverbs, It is an Adage of a received authority; Fortune is unconstant. I will never again believe mine own, nor the judgement of all the Ancient; if there be any thing more unconstant than Fortune. If Fortune be not unconstant; I know not what is. Cave credas. Never believe, there is any thing more unconstant than Fortune. Confirmatino & Confutatio. Nothing is more frequent in Orators, Poets, Historians; than, None is so ignorant, but knows; None, but the most impudent man in the World, can deny; Asteismus. Let him affirm with that doting Philosopher, that Snow is black, who denies; It were better to deny all things, than this one; He should be cudgelled into belief, and confuted with club-Arguments, who denies; One Democritus will not suffice, to laugh at his Folly, who denies; An acre of Hellebore will not cure him, that denies; Give him some Hellebore to purge his Brain, that will not confess; He understands little, that doth not know; He doth not speak, but bray like an Ass, that denies; No man's Nose is so stopped but he easily smells out this; Send him to Bedlam, as a man, that hath a Vertigo in his Brain, who denies; that Fortune is inconstant. Collatio They are but as sibyl's leaves, whatsoever are objected against this Truth, The Arguments against this Truth are lighter and vainer than the leaves of the Sibylls, Metaphora. They are but Ropes of sand, Towers of Lamia, old-wife's Tales, vain Dreams, that men prattle against this Truth; that nothing is more inconstant than Fortune. Metaphora. There is neither crumb, nor drop of sense, or reason, in those things, that are spoken against this Truth, Similitudo Protasis. Apodosis. As one said of the Nightingale, she was a Voice, and nothing else; so they are words, and wind, and no more, that are objected against this Truth, Paradiastole. It comes not from Apollo's Tripos, but the old-wife's Trivet, what is muttered against this Truth, Epitrope. Let him be rich, let him be noble, let him be great, let him be what you will; fool he must needs be, and foolhardy too, that dares mutter against this Truth, Metaphora. I could wish myself a Squinancy to stop his saucy chaps, which dare bark against this Truth, Hypothesis Ironica & Sarcastic▪ If he be not blind enough, make him blinder, that doth not see, and acknowledge this palpable Truth, He must either shut his eyes, or put them out, to whom the light of this Truth doth not clearly shine, He is hardened against all Truth, that denies this manifest Truth, Asteismus. Let him go deny Principles, that will not confess this Maxim, that there is no inconstancy to be compared to the inconstancy of Fortune Confirmatio per Interrogationem. Who is so blind, as not to see? Who is so impudent, that he dares deny? What impudence is it, not to confess? Who doth not understand? Who, but a Madman, would deny? Who lives in such Cymmerian darkness, that doth not see, and confess? Who, except he have his * Brains in his Heels, will deny? that fortune's inconstancy hath no equal. Who, except he have his soul only instead of salt, will deny? Can Impudence herself so put off all shame, so as to deny? that fortune's inconstancy hath no equal. Confirmatio per Asseverationem. It is a Truth approved by the consent of all men, It is a Truth, manifest even to blind men, It is a thing so plain, as nothing can be plainer; so certain, as nothing can be more certain; Paradiastole. It is a Truth so apparent, and evident, that it seems writ not with Ink, but with the Beams of the Sun; It is a matter out of question, and needs no dispute; It is a Truth approved of, by the Testimony and Judgement of the whole World, It is as true, as either Jove's, or Apollo's Oracle, It is as true, as the Dodonean, Ammonian, or Delphic Oracle, It is a Truth, that requires not many words, or a long Oration to confirm it, It appears more clearly than the mid-day-Sun, The Sun needs no other light, that it may be seen; nor a Trumpet to proclaim the brightness of his Beams; so is it in this evident Truth, Metal●p●ica Paroemia. He lights a Candle in the Sunshine, that goes a bout to explain this Truth; It is a Truth, than which what can be more certain? Asteismus. It is a Truth so out of all Controversy, that he that would prove it, may go tell men, The Sun shines, when he triumphs in his meridian-Glory. that nothing is or can be so inconstant as Fortune Enantiôsis. It is a truth so evident and known, that he must be either of great boldness, or very little wit, that doth deny, Hypothesis. He that seriously considers it, is blind, if he do not see; obstinate, if seeing he do not confess; that nothing is or can be so inconstant as Fortune. Parenthesis. Examples of Fortune's inconstancy C●nfirmatio ab Exemplo. are but too many; take this for one. Dionysius was King of Syracuse, and almost all Sicily; yet because his Father left him his Kingdom and Power (as he himself answered one demanding the reason of his after-calamity) but left him not his Fortune; he was expelled his Kingdom, and forced to teach Children their first rudiments at Corinth. Exemp. So Bajazet, that great Emperor of the Turks, was carried about by Tamberlane the Scythian, in an Iron grate, and made his Footstool, when he got on Horseback. Exemp. Croesus once thought himself the Richest, and happiest man in all the World; yet being taken by the Enemy and adjudged to death, acknowledged himself the most miserable, and the most beggarly of all men living. To these Examples, to which might Confirmatio à Testimonio. be added many more, agree the judgements and sentences of the best and most ancient Authors. Apelles an ancient and witty Painter, being asked Why, he painted Fortune sitting, answered, Because she could not stand. And Quintus Curtius an Historian of great note, tells us, that Fortune hath hands to give and take, and wings to fly, but no feet to stand: you may shake her by the hands, for she is deceitfully flattering; but she will not let you take hold of her wings, because she will not be stayed by any in her flight. Synoecei●sis What Fortune makes thine, is not thine, was the witty speech of an ancient Poet. Voluble Fortune wanders with ambiguous paces, & remains certain and constant in no place; but sometimes remains merry, sometimes takes sour looks, and is only constant in her inconstancy, as writes Ovid prince of the Latin Poets, who felt the scourge of her inconstancy. Excellent is that dialogue of Cebes the Theban, in his tablet; where Fortune was painted; What woman is that? which, as if she were blind or mad, seems to stand upon a round stone? Fortune it is, and she is not only blind, but mad and deaf. And what is her office? She walks up and down all Nations; from some she takes their wealth, to others she gives it, and from those again she takes what she had given, and rashly bestows them upon others. So inconstant is Fortune, that the very judgements of the Ancients have been inconstant too in feigning her position whilst some feign her sailing amidst the waves of the Sea; others set her on the top of an high Rock or Mountain, exposed to every wind; others feign her sitting on a Cylinder; others standing on a wheel or globe; others standing on a winged-globe in the middle of the Sea, and sailing with her eyes muffled. Metaphora. Fortune is the gods Hocuspocus Amplificatio à tropis & figu●is sive dictionis, sive Sententiae. casting mists before men's eyes, and showing them, how small the wisdom and providence of mortals is, which is so easily imposed upon, and so often mistaken. Fortune! for shame leave wronging Ironia. her, by taxing her of inconstancy: Why she, (if you dare believe Parenthesis Ironica. me) is the most constant Goddess in the World, ever performs her promise, never takes what she once gives, never throws down whom she once sets up, and what would you more? Litetes. Tapinôsis Meiôsis Auxesis. Fortune is not always constant. Fortune often is inconstant. Fortune is more inconstant than any thing that is or can be inconstant. Epizeuxis Hypotyposis personae periphrasis. Anti-Metabole. Oh Fortune, fortune! thou uncertain and deceitful goddess, that sittest on thy winged-globe, and with muffled eyes sailest on the fleeting waves! how blind art thou in thy inconstancy, how inconstant in thy blindness! Anadiplôsis Fortune's a Deity, inconstant, blind: Epanodos. Blind as the Mole; inconstant as the Wind. Anaphora. Anti-Metabole Polypt●ton. If Fortune will; thou shalt be made of a Rhetorician a Consul: If Fortune will; thou shalt be made of a consul a Rhetorician. Anaphora. Blind fortune is inconstant eke, nor doth blind fortune see: Blind fortune without reason is, so all that trust her be. Epistrophe, Metaleptica Paroemia: He trusts the Wind, that trusts inconstant Fortune: He writes on Sand, that trusts inconstant Fortune. Symploce. Good cause have mortals all, to blame blind Fortune's force: Good cause have great and small, to curse blind Fortune's force. Epanodos. Inconstant Fortune! constantly-inconstant! How dost thou triumph o'er the pride of men! Synoeceiôsis. As well great things, as things that be not great, are the laughing stock of Fortune, and the objects, on which she may exercise, her merciless inconstancy. Oxymoron. Fortune is constantly inconstant and certainly-uncertain. Aetiol gia. Fortune must needs be inconstant, as she, that is to day a mother, to morrow a stepmother; now flattering and fawning, presently cruel and storming. Let Fortune be a Goddess, let her be powerful, let her have Riches, Honours, Pleasures at her command; yet she is inconstant, uncertain, blind, and Mad. Climax. Incrementum. Fortune is not only wavering, slippery, deceitful, but absolutely perfidious, and beyond belief, inconstant. Epanorthôsis' Hyperbole Metaphorica. Wise men are afraid even of Fortune's favours, especially if they flow unto them many together. So great, so cruel, so certain is Fortune's inconstancy. Fortune is inconstant, inconstant did I say? yea the very prime copy, † Quod imitentur. for all other that are inconstant to write after. Aposiopêsis. Fortune's inconstancy is— but I will beware; lest I provoke her cruelty against me. Belisarius was a valiant and fortunate Captain, under Justinian the Emperor; he overthrew the Persians, vanquished the Vandals, subdued the Goths: After all which greatness and glory, came matter of fear and envy. The Emperor to prevent all dangers put out his eyes, and he was forced in the Highways to beg alms of the passengers that passed by, and to cry (miserable to tell!) Give Apostrophe. an halfpenny to Belizarius. O Fortune, how can thy inconstancy throw the greatest, from the highest top of Honour and Glory, to the lowest step of calamity and misery. Enantiôsis. Examples are so many, and so fit Aporia. of Fortune's inconstancy, that I know not what to do, or which way to turn me. Shall I mention them all? I fear tediousness. Shall I omit some? they will cry out of me, of injury. What should I tell you of Ventidius Bassus, called from rubbing of Mules to the highest Honour in the Commonwealth? Of Fabius, called from the Blow to undertake the weighty office of Consul? Of Varro taken from the Shambles, to the Consulship? Or of Marius the seventh of the Tyrants? who one day was made Emperor, the next seemed to Rule, and the third, was slain by a Soldier; who being ready to strike him, said, This is the sword, Sarcasinus. that thou thyself mad'st, because he had formerly been an Iron-smith. Of Servius Tullius who being born a slave died a King? with infinite others. Anacoen●sis communicatio. Tell me, o Quintus Coepio, didst not thou sufficiently feel the inconstancy of Fortune? when, after thou hadst been Praetor, Consul, Pontifex Maximus, called the Patron of the Senate, and hadst triumphed in the City; thy body, as of a malefactor, was mangled by the hands of the common Executioner, a public and sad spectacle to the people of Rome. And thou, o Marius, thou most miserable amongst the miserable, and most happy amongst the happy, didst not thou taste the cruelty of Fortune's inconstancy? who after thou hadst subdued Africa, drove King Jugurth before thy Chariot, defeated the Armies of divers Enemies of the people of Rome, erected two trophies in the City, been seven times Consul, wast at last proscribed and banished. And, Alcibiades, hadst not thou as great cause as any to exclaim against the inconstancy of Fortune? Yes surely: if, after Nobility, Riches, Beauty, favour of the Hirmos' Asyndeton. Citizens, greatest Command, highest Power, quickest Wit; Condemning, Banishment, Selling of thy goods, Poverty, Hatred of thy Country, and after all a violent Death, can give sufficient cause of complaint. But how shall I enough commend thy prudence, Philip, in considering the inconstancy of Fortune, who, when much and various felicity happened to thee in one day; criedst out, Oh Fortune! strike me with some misfortune. So well didst thou know her inconstancy. Prosopopeia Polycrates King of the Samians if he should rise from the dead, and appear upon the Stage, would thus declaim against Fortune's inconstancy, Oh Fortune! thou blind, inconstant and mad goddess, what a spectacle of thy inconstancy didst thou design me? how didst thou flatter me, that thou mightst deceive me, how didst thou allure me with a seeming constancy of thy favour, I could not wish what I did not presently obtain, all things succeeded according to my desire. I was forced to make mine own misfortune, which I did by throwing a Ring, dear to me, into the Sea; yet that was brought back again to my Table in the belly of a Fish; so that I became the wonder and the envy of almost all the World: yet at last didst thou change thy countenance, suffered'st me to be taken Prisoner by Orontes one of Darius' * Praefectus. Commanders, and by him to be † Cruci assigi. Gibetted on the highest top of the Mountain Mycale, where my joints and members rotten in the air, a joyful Spectacle to the Samians mine own Subjects. Occupatio Anthypophora Subjectio Prolepsis. Fortune, may some man say, is inconstant indeed, in some things, a few, small matters, scarce worth the looking after. Yea, she is inconstant, in many, in all, in the highest things, and of greatest Consequence, and triumphs most, to show her inconstancy in them. Inversio. Fortune is constant, say some; for she keeps a constant course in going about the World, taking from some, giving to others, now smiling, now frowning, now shining, now reigning now building up, now throwing down. I answer, Such a constancy is an argument of greater inconstancy. Polysyndeton. High and Low, and Rich, and Poor, Kings and Peasants, Great and Small, Good and Bad, Honest and Dishonest, are all alike subject to Fortune's inconstancy. Paralipsis. Fortune is inconstant, that I may let pass her other vices. Fortune is inconstant; I do not tell Apophasis. you that she is mad, and blind. Pleonasmus. Who hath not heard with their Ears, and seen with their Eyes, even in a thousand things the inconstancy of Fortune? Parenthesis. I believ (nor is my belief vain) that Fortune is the most inconstant thing in the World. Parenthesis. I hold and judge (and why may not I profess it) that nothing is more inconstant than Fortune. Amplificatio per Impossibile: ubi obiter variantur Impossibile & Nunquam. It is Impossible, It is not possible, How is it possible? It cannot be Can it be? How can it be? It can by no means be, but that Fortune be inconstant. All things may sooner be, then What cannot sooner be, than that Fortune should be constant. It is not to be avoided, It is not to be refused, Can it be avoided? refused? but that Fortune will remain inconstant. It must needs be, It cannot but be, How should it otherwise be? but that Fortune should be uncertain. Paroemia. A Wolf shall marry the Sheep, A Locust shall bring forth an Elephant, The Sea shall bring forth Vines, The snail shall outrun the Hare, and the Tortoise the Eagle, Brambles shall bring forth Violets, and Thorns Roses, The Rivers shall be carried towards their Fountains, The Fountains themselves shall thirst, The Earth shall fly, The Beetle shall make honey, and the Guat milk, The Crabs shall go forward, The Nightingale shall cease to Sing, before Fortune leave her inconstancy. The Owl shall sing like the Nightingale, The Heaven shall fall, The Earth shall ascend above the Sky, Mountains shall be transplaced, The Mule shall bring forth, Water and Fire shall agree together, The Fire shall be kindled with Snow, A Tempest shall be calmed with a song, The Earth shall be bored through, The Sun shall change his course, The Loadstone shall turn from the North, Groves shall grow on the Waves, Seaweeds shall be found on the Mountains, The Stars shall fall, The motion of each star shall be irregular, The Day shall be turned to night, The waters of the Sea shall leave their saltness, The Sea shall be ploughed, A Crop shall be reaped from the Sand, when Fortune bids adieu to her inconstancy. Past moments shall be recalled, The Meadows shall never more have flowers, The Heavens shall want their Stars, Day shall want Light, No sweetness shall be in Roses, The Fish shall burn in the Ocean, No Joy shall be in Heaven, nor Pain in Hell, The Flames shall descend, The Mountains forgetting their weight shall fly as Atoms through the sky, If ever Fortune embrace constancy. The Heavens shall rest, The Sun and Stars shall shine together, The Pebbles shall mount up to the Stars, The Earth shall be adorned with Stars, The Flocks shall invite the Lions to their folds, The Skies shall endure the heavy plough, The Water shall give flames, and Fire waters, The Sun shall rise in the West, The Aunts shall leave their industry, The Bees shall forget to make Honey, Maenalian Hounds shall fly from the Hare, Nature shall become preposterous, No Element shall keep his proper seat, Fire shall be cold, and Water shall give heat, sooner than Fortune shall become constant Summer shall give Snow, Does shall fright Lions, The Crows shall fly through the Air whiter than Snow, Swans shall be as black as pitch, Oxen shall cut the Air with their wings, Marbles shall be softer than Wax, The Chickens shall pray upon the Kite, and Geese upon the Fox. The Hare shall chase the Hound, and the Dove the Hawk, sooner than Fortune shall become constant Confirmatio à perpetuitate veritatis, ubi obiter variantur, Perpetuò & Semper. Whilst Sun and Stars shall run their course, While Stars shall embellish Heaven, and Flowers the Earth, Whilst Neptune's arms, shall embrace the earth, Whilst Cynthia shall renew her Horns, Whilst Lucifer foretells th' approaching Morn, Whilst Arctos shuns the Sea, Whilst Mountains give their shades, Whilst Streams their tribute to the Ocean pay, Whilst Day hath Light, and Night succeeds the Day, Whilst the Summer follows the Spring, and Autumn succeeds the Summer, Whilst the Sun casts light, or the Earth shadows, Whilst the Land bounds the Sea, and Air the Land, Whilst the Rivers carry Waters, or those waters Fishes, Whilst the Earth hath Trees, Whilst the Boar loves the tops of Mountains, Whilst Bees love thy me, and Bears honey, ever will Fortune be inconstant Till time and memory shall be no more, Till time shall have no plumes, Till time shall be as bald before, as he is behind, Till time shall be swallowed up by Eternity, Till Lachesis have no more thread to draw, † Those Proverbial speeches which stand for Never, may by prefixing Till or Until stand for Ever, as appear by these Examples. Till the Wolf shall marry the Sheep, Till the Sun shall change his Course, Till the Sun shall rise in the West, Till day shall want his light, Till Time, that gives all things their end, shall have itself an End; To the last Syllable of recorded Time; Never will Fortune be inconstant I will not trouble you nor my self, any longer with so sad and so unwelcome a Subject; and therefore though Fortune can never rest, yet I here will. Sentence. V Labour bringeth forth Glory. Synonymia simplex Heterosis Activi Passivo. GLory is brought forth by Labour. Labour breeds Glory: Glory is bred by Labour. Labour begets Glory: Glory is begot by Labour. Labour engenders Glory: Glory is engendered by Labour. Labour brings Glory: Glory is brought by Labour. Labour sends Glory into the World: Glory is sent into the World by Labour. Industry brings forth Glory: Glory is brought forth by Industry. Study begets Fame: Fame is begot by study. Painfulness breeds honour: Honour is bred by painfulness. Vigilancy brings esteem: Esteem is brought by vigilancy. Care engenders reputation: Reputation is engendered by Care. Diligence brings praise: Amplificatio Metaphorica, ex relatis: Heterôsis Verbi cum Nomine. Heterôsis seu Mutatio Affirm. Negat. Praise is brought by diligence. Labour is parent to glory: Glory is the child to labour. Labour is the father to Honour: Honour is the son to Labour. Industry is the mother to Glory: Glory is the daughter to Industry. There is nothing brings forth Glory more than Labour: There is not any thing that bringeth forth Glory more than Labour. Erot●sis, seu Interrogatio. Nothing brings forth Glory, but Labour. What brings forth Glory? Labour. What bringeth forth Glory, but Labour? What bringeth forth Glory, if not Labour? What? doth not Labour bring forth Glory? What more brings forth Glory then Labour? What can more bring forth Glory, than Labour? Can any thing bring forth Glory more than Labour? How should any thing bring forth Glory more than Labour? Is there any thing so bringeth forth Glory as Labour? Hath the wide World any thing that bringeth forth Glory more than Labour? In what dark and blind corner lieth that thing, that bringeth forth Glory more than Labour? What from East to West so bringeth forth Glory as Labour? In what secret and unknown region lieth that thing, that bringth forth Glory, more than Labour? What is that at last, which bringeth forth Glory like Labour? Where shall we find that thing, that bringeth forth Glory, more than Labour? What new found Land doth contain that thing, which bringeth forth Glory, as Labour is wont? What new America not yet discovered hath any thing, that bringeth forth Glory more than Labour? What unknown Land amongst the Antipodes contains a thing that brings forth Glory more than Labour? Ecphonesis seu O the great O the strange Exclamatio. O the wonderful O the incredible O the unspeakable O the inexpressible O the inconceivable O the singular Glory that labour brings forth. O the innumerable O the infinite Honours that come from Labours. Admiratio. cum Isodynamia periphrastica. Good God how Labour brings forth Glory! Good gods! how Labour makes a way to Glory! Immortal God how Labour prepares a way to Glory! Immortal gods! how Labour paves a way to Glory! Good lack! how is Labour the high way to Glory! O! how doth Labour lay the foundation to Glory! O! how true is that old saying, Labour is the Foundation of Glory! O ye Gods above! how doth Labour dig the foundation of Glory. Oh ye Gods and Goddesses! how doth Labour cast the foundation of Glory. Adjuratio: Let me not live, Let me die, Let me not enjoy my health, Let me perish miserably, If I do not believ it most true, that without Labour there is no Glory. So let the Muses love me, So may the Gods favour me, So may the Heavens be propitious to me, So may I ever be master of my desire As I think it most true, that Labour is the fountain and spring of Glory. Commiseratio. Alas! what Glory could there be, if Labour did not produce it? Ah! what folly is it to expect Glory without Labour, since Glory owes her original to Labour. Woe is me, how it irketh me to see their ignorance that do not know, that Labour is the Author of Glory. Addubitatio. I do much doubt, whether there be any thing that more procureth Glory, than Labour. I am not certain, whether there be any thing in the World that advanceth Glory, as Labour doth. It is a thing to me not free from all controversy, whether Glory come from any thing but Labour. I know not well by what we attain Glory more than by Labour. It is a very great question to me, whether there be any thing, that more excites Glory then Labour. Abominatio. Fie upon his intolerable blindness, that doth not see, that Labour lays the first stone in the edifice of Glory. Out upon his gross ignorance that doth not know, that Labour is the cause of Glory. O shame! can any be ignorant of this? that Glory naturally flows from Labour? Collatio ad simile. As the many-coloured flowers spring from the ground; so doth Glory from Labour. As you see the light beaning out from the Sun; so doth Glory issue forth from Labour. Have you not seen a stream deriving itself from the Fountain? even so doth Glory proceed from Labour. Like as the Rivers flow from the Sea, so doth Glory arise from Labour. As I have seen the industrious Bees bring forth Honey, so Labour brings forth Glory. As the fragrant Smell comes from the Flowers, so Glory comes from Labour. As the Tree bringeth forth fruit, so doth Labour bring forth Glory. As the flame ascends from the Fire, so doth Glory shine forth out of Labour. Collatio ad contrarium As Idleness bringeth forth infamy and contempt; so Labour bringeth forth Honour and Glory. Metaphora. Allegoria. Glory is a Stream from Labours Fountain. Glory is a Flower out of Labours Garden. Glory is a River of Labours Ocean. Glory is a blossom of Labours Tree. Glory is a flame from Labours Fire. Distributio partium. The Liberal Sciences, by their Study and Watching, profess that all their Glory proceeds from Labour: and the Mechanical, by their public and continual toiling, seem openly to proclaim, that they expect little Glory without Labour. Grammatica. Grammar hath called all her Jury of Parts of Speech under Examination, and they all with one consent, give in this Verdict, that, They that decline Labour can in no wise attain to Glory. Rhetorica. Rhetoric presently citys her Demosthenes for an Example, who though at first he could not pronounce the first letter of her Name, yet afterwards by his Labour came to a wonderful height of Glory. Logica. Logic tells us, No man will deny it, but he that is so absurd to deny conclusions. Musica. Music harps upon no other string but the truth of this Sentence. Arithmetica. Arithmetic esteems it as true as her Golden-Rule. Geometry holds it as true as any Geometria. of Euclides propositions, and is ready to Demonstrate it by a Diagramme. Astronomia. Astronomy is so convinced of the evidence of this truth, that she complains, the brightness of it outshines her Stars. Collectio, Illatio sive à Majore. Now since this is the speech of the Liberal Sciences, certainly the Mechanical were if they were permitted to speak would not contradict them! Asteismus. He that can count the Stars of the Sky, or the Sands on the Lybian shore; let him go count the Honours and Glory which Labour doth bring forth. Obiter variatur Multi. The Honours that proceed from Collatio ad minus. Labour are more than the Sands of the Sea, Stars of the Sky, Hairs Auxesis Hyperbolica. of the Head, Drops of Rain, Pellets of Hail, Flakes of Snow, Drops of Dew, Leaves of Trees, Boughs of Forests, Blades of Grass, Ears of Corn, Birds of the Air, Fishes of the Sea, Flowers of the Spring, Apples of Autumn, Summer's Flies, Summer's Aunts, Motes in the Sun, Bees in Hybla, Billows of the Carpathian Sea, etc. Collatio ad minus. To bring forth Glory and not by Labour would be a greater work, than the twelve Labours of Hercules. Admiratio. O what a strange sight would it be to see Glory, and not brought forth by Labour! Confirmatio & Amplificatio per praefationem, Hyperbolicam, & formas generales. Who can express What tongue can express No words can express Who can count No Tongue can count No Arithmetic can number the infinite Honours that come from Labour. Auxesis. I am not able to express, No Eloquence is able to express, It is not to tell, It is wonderful to tell, It is not to be believed, It is beyond belief, It transcends a strong belief, how much Labour gives occasion for Glory. It is not to think, No man can in mind conceive, You can scarce believe, how much, Labour gives occasion for Glory. Even to a Proverb, It hath the place of a Proverb, It is instead of a Proverb, It is become a Proverb, It hath obtained the force of a Proverb, It hath crept into the number of Proverbs, It is an Adage of a received authority, It is a saying as true, as old Labour bringeth forth Glory. Amplificatio & Confirmatio per Asserverationem. I will never again believe mine own, nor the judgement of all the Ancient; if Glory can be obtained but by Labour. If Glory doth not arise from Labour I know not from whence it doth. Cave credas. Never believe, but that Glory is the companion of Labour. It is a Truth approved by the consent of all men, It is a Truth, manifest even to blind men, It is a thing so plain, as nothing can be plainer; so certain, as nothing can be more certain; Paradiastole. Metaphora. It is a Truth so apparent, and evident, that it seems writ not with Ink, but with the Beams of the Sun; It is a matter out of question, and needs no dispute; It is a Truth approved of, by the Judgement and Testimony of the whole World, It is as true, as either Jove's, or Apollo's Oracle, It is as true, as the Ammonian, Dodonean, or Delphic Oracle, Apollo never answered truer from his tripos, than that where Labour goes before, Glory is not far behind. It is a Truth, that requires not many words, or a long Oration to confirm it, It appears more clearly than the midday-Sun, The Sun needs no other light, that it may be seen; nor a Trumpet to proclaim the brightness of his Beams; so is it in this evident Truth, He lights a Candle in the Sunshine, that goes about to explain this Truth; It is a Truth, than which what can be more certain? what more plain? Asteismus. It is a Truth so out of all Controversy, that he that would prove it, may go tell men, The Sun shines, when he triumphs in his meridian-Glory. Enantiôsis. He must be either of great boldness, or very little wit, that denies, Hypothesis. He that seriously considers it, is blind, if he do not see; obstinate, if seeing he do not confess; that Glory accompanies Labour. Amplificatio per Confutationem & primò per Interrogationem, Who is so blind, as not to see? Who is so impudent, that he dares deny? What impudence is it, not to confess? Who doth not understand? Who, but a Madman, would deny? Who lives in such Cymmerian darkness, that he doth not see, and confess? Who, except he have his Brains in his Heels, will deny? Who, except he have his soul instead of salt, will deny? Can Impudence herself so put off all shame, as to deny? that Labour promotes Glory. Nothing is more frequent in Orators, Poets, Historians; than, None, but the most impudent man in the World, can deny; that Glory follows Labour. Asteismus. Let him affirm with that doting Philosopher, that Snow is black, who denies; It were better to deny all things, than this one; Allegoria. He should be cudgelled into belief, and confuted with club-Arguments, who denies; One Democritus will not suffice, to laugh at his Folly, who denies; Hyperbole. An acre of Hellebore will not cure him, that denies; Give him some Hellebore to purge his Brain, that will not confess; He understands little, that doth not know; Paradiastole. He doth not speak, but bray like an Ass, that denies; No man's Nose is so stopped but he easily smells out this; that Glory is the shadow to Labours body. Send him to Bedlam, as a man, that hath a Vertigo in his Brain, who denies; Collatio They are but as sibyl's leaves, whatsoever are objected against this Truth, The Arguments against this Truth are lighter and vainer than the leaves of the Sibylls, Metaphora. They are but Ropes of sand, Towers of Lamia, old-wife's Tales, vain Dreams, that men prattle against this Truth; Metaphora. There is neither crumb, nor drop of sense, or reason, in those things, that are spoken against this Truth, Similitudo As one said of the Nightingale, she was a Voice, Protasis. and nothing else; so they Apodosis. are words, and wind, and no more, that are objected against this Truth, that there can scarce be Labour without Glory, or Glory without Labour. Paradiastole. It comes not from Apollo's Tripos, but the old-wife's Trivet, whatsoever is muttered against this Truth, Epitrope. Let him be rich, let him be noble, let him be great, let him be what you will; fool he must needs be, and foolhardy too, that dares mutter against this Truth, Metaphora. I could wish myself a Squinancy to stop his saucy chaps, which dare bark against this Truth, Hypothesis Ironica & Sarcastica. If he be not blind enough, make him blinder, that doth not see, and acknowledge this palpable Truth, He must either shut his eyes, or put them out, to whom the light of this Truth doth not clearly shine, He is hardened against all Truth, that denies this manifest Truth, Asteismus. Let him go deny Principles, that will not confess this Maxim, that Labour ends in Glory. He must have a Forehead of Brass, a Brain of Lead; and a Tongue of Iron, that dares contradict so confessed a Truth, Metonymia Adjuncti. Rub over your Forehead, Impudence, and dare to deny; that Labour ends in Glory. Confirmatio ab Exemplo Poetico. Do you desire that this may yet be made more plain by an Example? Hercules. Consider Hercules, who by his many and infinite Labours which he with much patience undertook, got not only great Fame and Glory amongst men while he lived, but immortal glory amongst the gods, when he died being received into their number and Society. Ab Exemplo Historico. Cleanthes. Or if you desire a more familiar Example look upon Cleanthes, who when he had not where withal to pay his Teachers, he drew water in the night, and so earned money to give to those that taught him Philosophy on the day. By which his Labour and Pains he became a most Excellent and Famous Philosopher, and his very Name carries in it, The Flower of Glory. For the Testimonies and judgements Confirmatio à ●estimonio. of ancient writers in this point, I could be more than infinite. Hesiod. The gods have set Sweat before Virtue, saith Hesiod that ancient, yet true Poet. Euripides. Labour is the Father of a good report saith Euripides, the grave Tragedian. Epicharmus. He that refuseth Labour condemneth himself, as unworthy of all good things; for whatsoever is at all good, is got by Labour, as Epicharmus an ancient Author writes. Socrates. Neither a woman without a man, nor good hope without Labour can bring forth any profitable thing, saith Socrates, judged by Apollo's oracle the wisest of men. Amplificatio à tropis & figuris sive dictionis, sive Sententiae. And if you look upon the contrary à Contrario on Idleness; what shall you find? Plato that grave Philosopher will tell Plato. you Idleness is a living death; and that a man, while he sleeps, is no more worth than if he were dead. Labour breeds no contempt. Labour brings fo●th no infamy. Labour doth not end in ignominy. Shame and contempt do not use Litotes. Meiôsis Tapinôsis. Ironia. to follow Labour and industry. O take heed of Labour, you shall get nothing by that, but loss of time and infamy: Yes indeed I am in earnest, am I not, think you? Allegoria. Glory's harvest comes from Labours tillage. Metaphora. Labour is the Gentleman-usher of Glory. Epizeuxis Labour, labour it is, that Glory brings: And adds more Pearls unto the Crowns of Kings. Anadiplôsis By Labours ladder glory doth ascend: Ascend, till heaven doth her Aspiring end. Anaphora. Labour breeds Glory: Labour raiseth Fame: Labour gives Honours, Labour gives Good-name. Epistrophe. As corn grows none, without Labour and pain: So Glory's gone, without Labour and pain. Symploce. What glory's that? doth not from Labour grow: What Honours that? doth not from Labour flow. Epanalepsis. Glory comes after: Labours shade is Glory. Epanodos. Labour breeds Fame: and Fame, by Labour bred, Advanceth Labour: Labour crowns Fame's head. Pragmat ographia periphrasis. Labour is the best fruit and provision Hypotyposis Descriptio. of Old age, the Ornament of the Green-head, the Crown of the Hoary-haire; the most bitter meat in the first taste, the sweetest in the last relish; the Wisdom of Young men, the Praise of Old; and the gods money for which they sell all good things to Mortals. Parodiastole. Labour doth not only prevent shame and infamy, but bringeth Glory and Honour. Enantiôsis. Labour commends Glory by its difficulty, and Glory honours Labour by its dignity. Synoeceiôsis. Glory is not glory which is not sweetened with the pleasure of the bypast Labour. Inglorious is that glory that hath Oxymoron. not a taste of sweetness even from the asperity of that Labour by which it was procured Aetiologia. Labour must needs bring forth Glory, because Glory is fastened to the heels of Labour. Epitrope. Let Labour be troublesome, I confess it: let it be loath some, I do not deny it: let it be unwelcome to humane nature, I grant it: yet it brings forth Fame and Glory, and Immortality. Climax incrementum. Labour hath raised from the earth, magnified amongst men, advanced to the Stars, placed amongst the gods. Erotêsis. What words? What tongue? What eloquence can sufficiently express the celebrity of that Glory which comes from Labour? Ecphonesis. O the incredible fruit and benefit of Labour which always ends in Glory and Honour! Epiphonêma. Labour is even able to make men gods: such and so great is the force of Labour. Epanorthôsis. Labour never bringeth forth any infamy, infamy did I say? nay, it always brings great Honour and Glory. Labour brings forth Glory, as appears Aposiopêsis. from— but I will not trouble you with such known Examples. Hirmos' Asyndeton Dialyton. Glory, Fame, Honour, Dignity, good Name, Reputation, Esteem, proceed from Labour. Hirmos' Polysyndeton. So infamy and shame and ignominy and reproach, contempt and obloquy, poverty and calamity proceed from Idleness. Apophasis. Labour brings forth Glory, I do not tell you withal, that it brings forth Wealth, Knowledge, etc. Paralipsis. Labour brings forth Glory, to let pass her other Fruits, and Benefits. Pleonasmus. Who have not heard with their Ears of thousands, and who have not seen with their Eyes infinite numbers? which by Labour have ascended to the highest top of Glory. Parenthesis. Labour (but who knows not that) brings forth Glory. Many of mean Births and no Fortune's, men in the Eyes of the World, of no hopes or reckoning, have by Labour attained to such an height of Glory, Wealth, Wisdom, Learning, and Knowledge, that they have become the principal men in the Commonwealth, O Labour, how Apostrophe. bitter is thy beginning! How sweet and fruitful is thy end! O Idleness! how pleasant and delightful art thou in the beginning, how shameful and ignominious in the end! Aporia What shall I do? which way shall I turn me? how shall I order the course of my Oration? Into what harvest shall I thrust my sickle? Shall I go to the Poets? There I meet with Homer, Hesiod, Virgil, Ovid, Horace. Shall I betake myself to the Orators? there I meet with Demosthenes, Aeschines, Cicero, Hortensius, Caesar, Crassus, Brutus. If I take a journey to the Historians, there meet me Herodotus, Thucydides, Plutarch, Livy, Tacitus, Sallust. If I come to the Philosophers, there compass me about, Socrates, plato, Aristotle, with innumerable swarms of divers Sects. Dare I go into the Army amongst Soldiers, there meet me legions, Alexander, Epaminondas, Themistocles, Caesar, Pompey, Cato, Scipio, Hannibal. And all these by Labour have purchased to themselves an immortal Name and Glory. Tell me, o Hercules, By what Anacoenosis Communicatio. steps didst thou ascend into Heaven? how, I pray thee, didst thou become so famous and glorious? though thou thyself holdest thy peace, yet thy example at this day tells us loud enough, that thou by thy truly Herculean labour, becamest so renowned. I could call thee to witness, O Plato, thee O Aristotle, thee O Socrates, thee O Cleanthes; but I forbear. Prosopopoeia. For methinks I hear Hercules himself speaking, and you if you harken attentively, may enjoy the Benefit of his Speech. O virtue, when I stood in the Bivium, and thou propoundedst one ways to me, Pleasure another; how happy was my choice! how happy was thy eloquence, which persuaded me to go this way, though troublesome, full of labour and encumbrances; since in the end I found nothing but ease and pleasure, glory and delight; and now am I a God, whereas if I had gone the way of pleasure, I had been a stinking carcase. Inversio. But may some men say, Doth not Riches, Wealth, Learning, Wisdom, procure glory? how then doth labour only bring it forth? because Riches, Wealth, Learning, and Wisdom are Labours daughters, and Glory is the portion he gives them. Anthypophora Subjectio Prolepsis. Labour, may some say, may be some occasion of Glory, in some things at some times, in some men; Nay, Labour and Industry can never miss of Glory. Amplificatio per Impossibile: ubi obiter variantur Impossibile & Nunquam. It is Impossible, It is not possible, How is it possible? Can it be p●ssible? It cannot be How can it be? Can it be? It can by no means be, but that Labour should bring forth Glo●y. All things may sooner be, than What cannot sooner be, than that Glory should not come from Labour. It is not to be avoided, It is not to be refused, Can it be avoided? refused? but that Labour will end in Glory. It must needs be, It cannot but be, How should it otherwise be? but that Honour doth arise from Labour. Paraemia. A Wolf shall marry the Sheep, A Locust shall bring forth an Elephant, The Sea shall bring forth Vines, The snail shall outrun the Hare, and the Tortoise the Eagle, Brambles shall bring forth Violets, and Thorns Roses, The Rivers shall be carried towards their Fountains; The Fountains themselves shall thirst, The Earth shall fly, The Beetle shall make honey, and the Gnat milk, The Crabs shall go forward, The Nightingale shall cease to Sing, when Labour is not the forerunner of Glory. The Owl shall sing like the Nightingale, The Heavens shall fall, The Earth shall ascend above the Sky, Mountains shall be transplaced, The Mule shall bring forth, Water and Fire shall agree together, The Fire shall be kindled with Snow, A Tempest shall be calmed with a song, The Earth shall be bored through, The Sun shall change his course, The Loadstone shall turn from the North, Groves shall grow on the Waves, Seaweeds shall be found on the Mountains, The Stars shall fall, The motion of each star shall be irregular, when Labour misseth of Glory. The Day shall be turned to night, The waters of the Sea shall leave their saltness. The Sea shall be ploughed, A Crop shall be reaped from the Sand, Past moments shall be recalled, The Meadows shall never more have flowers, The Heavens shall want their Stars, Day shall want Light, No sweetness shall be in Roses, The Fish shall burn in the Ocean, No Joy shall be in Heaven, nor Pain in Hell, The Flames shall descend, The Mountains forgetting their weight shall fly as Atoms through the sky, when Glory doth not tread on the heels of Labour. The Heavens shall rest, The Sun and Stars shall shine together, The Pebbles shall mount up to the Stars, The Earth shall be adorned with Stars, The Flocks shall invite the Lions to their folds, The Skies shall endure the heavy plough, The Water shall give flames, and Fire waters, The Sun shall rise in the West, The Aunts shall leave their industry, The Bees shall forget to make Honey, Maenalian Hounds shall fly from the Hare, Nature shall become preposterous, No Element shall keep his proper seat, Fire shall be cold, and Water shall give heat, Summer shall give Snow, Does shall fright Lions, The Crows shall fly through the Air whiter than Snow, Swans shall be as black as pitch, Oxen shall cut the Air with their wings, Marbles shall be softer than Wax, The Chickens shall pray upon the Kite, and Geese upon the Fox. The Hare shall chase the Hound, and the Dove the Hawk, when Labour doth not conclude in Glory. Amplificatio perpetuitatem veritatis, ubi obiter variantur, Perpetuo & Semper. Whilst Sun and Stars shall run their course, While Stars shall embellish Heaven, and Flowers the Earth, Whilst Neptune's arms, shall embrace the earth, Whilst Cynthia shall renew her Horns, Whilst Lucifer foretells th' approaching Morn, will Glory be the companion of Labour. Whilst Arctos shuns the Sea, Whilst Mountains give their shades, Whilst Streams their tribute to the Ocean pay, Whilst Day hath Light, and Night succeeds the Day, Whilst the Summer follows the Spring, and Autumn succeeds the Summer, Whilst the Sun casts light, or the Earth shadows, Whilst the Land bounds the Sea, and Air the Land, Whilst the Rivers carry Waters, or those waters Fishes, Whilst the Earth hath Trees, Whilst the Boar loves the tops of Mountains, Whilst Bees love thyme, and Bears honey, ever will Glory follow Labour. Till time and memory shall be no more, Till time shall have no plumes, Till time shall be as bald before, as he is behind, Till Time shall be swallowed up by Eternity, Till Lachesis have no more thread to draw, † Those Proverbial speeches which stand for Never, may by prefixing Till or Until stand for Ever, as appear● by these Examples. Till the Wolf shall marry the Sheep, Till the Sun shall change his Course, Till the Sun shall rise in the West, Till day shall want his light, To the last Syllable of recorded Time; Till Time, that gives all things theirs, shall have its own End; will Glory follow Labour. Conclusio. Epilogus. Peroratio. Much more might be said in this point, but I have laboured sufficiently: I will now sit down, and expect what Glory will follow. The sixth and last Sentence. Synonymia simplex. THe loss of Time is most miserable. The loss of Time is most lamentable. The loss of Time is most sad. The loss of Time is most heavy. The loss of Time is most mournful. The loss of Time is most calamitous. The loss of Time is to be bewailed. The loss of Time is deplorable. Heterosis partium orationis. Isodynamia periphrastica. To lose Time is to be come most miserable. He that loseth Time, cannot but be miserable. The loss of Time brings with it great misery. The way to the greatest misery, is the loss of Time. There cannot be the loss of Time, without the greatest misery. The heaviest misery waits upon the loss of Time. Give me any loss but the loss of Time. There is not any loss deserves the name of loss, in comparison of the loss of Time. There are very few that have not felt what a misery it is to lose Time. Loss of Time is the forerunner of the greatest misery. The loss of Time ends in the greatest misery. Greatest misery follows the loss of Time. If loss of Time go before, extreme misery is not fare behind. The greatest misery is in the loss of Time. The loss of Time is the cause of the greatest misery. The loss of Time gives occasion to unspeakable misery. The loss of Time breeds incredible calamity. Mutatio Affirmat. Negativis. No misery to the misery from the loss of Time. None can sufficiently bewail the loss of Time. No loss can bring more misery, than the loss of Time. Nothing can be more miserable than the loss of Time. Nothing is miserable, if not the loss of Time. There is not any thing can be more miserable than the loss of Time. There is nothing but is less miserable, than the loss of Time. Nothing is miserable, if the loss of Time be not. There is nothing so miserable as the loss of Time. Heterosis Activi Passivo. Nothing surpasseth the loss of Time for misery. The loss of Time is surpassed by nothing for misery. Erotesis sive Interrogatio. What is miserable, if not the loss of Time? What is miserable, but the loss of Time? What is miserable? The loss of Time. What? is not the loss of Time miserable? What is more miserable than the loss of Time? What can be more miserable than the loss of Time? Can any thing be more miserable than the loss of Time? How should any thing be more miserable than the loss of Time? Is there any thing so miserable as the loss of Time? Hath the wide World any thing more miserable than the loss of Time? In what dark and blind corner lieth that thing, which is so miserable as the loss of Time? What from East to West is so miserable as to lose Time? In what secret and unknown region lieth that thing, whose loss is equal to the loss of Time? What region in the earth hath not known the misery from the loss of Time? What is that at last, which is so miserable as the loss of Time? Where shall we find that thing, that is more miserable than the loss of Time? What un-found Land contains those things, from whose loss comes more misery, then from the loss of Time? What new America not yet discovered, hath any thing so miserable as the loss of Time? Ecphonesis Exclamatio. What unknown Land among the Antipodes, hath any thing so miserable as the loss of Time? O the miserable loss of Time! O the intolerable O the great O the strange O the wonderful O the incredible O the singular O the unspeakable O the unexpressible O the inconceivable O the innumerable O the infinite O the very many miseries that proceed from the loss of Time! Amiratio. Good God how miserable is the loss of Time! Good gods! what loss can be compared to the loss of Time! Immortal God how many thousands of calamities follow the loss of Time! Immortal gods! what loss to be bemoaned with more tears, than the loss of Time! Good lack! what an incredible misery the loss of Time carries with it! Oh! how is the misery from the loss of Time, able to break an heart of steel! Oh! how true is that old saying, The loss of Time is above all loss! O ye Gods above! how is the misery in the loss of Time known only to you alone! Adjuratio: sive Imprecatio. Oh all ye Gods and Goddesses! that rule the motions of swift flying Time! how well do you know, what it is to lose his precious moments! Let me not live, Let me die, Let me not enjoy my health, Let me perish miserably, Let me be cast to the Crows, Let fortune frown upon me, Let me never see a a good day Let an ill Genius wait upon me, Let nothing prosper with me, If I think any thing more miserable than the loss of Time. So let the Muse's favour me, So let the Gods love me, So may the Heavens be propitious to me, So may I ever be master of my desire So may all things that I undertake, have their wished success. So may fortune ever smile upon me, So may good Angels guard me, As I think no misery equal to that in the loss of Time. Commiseratio. Alas! the loss of Time is very miserable! Ah! how sad is the misery of the loss of Time! Woe is me, what great calamities tread on the heels of the loss of Time! O Grief! how are all miseries surpassed in the misery from the loss of Time! Dubitatio. I do much doubt, whether there be any thing more miserable than the loss of Time! It is a very great question to me, whether any misery be equal to that from the loss of Time. I am not certain, whether there be any thing, from whose loss greater misery can proceed, then from the loss of Time. I do not know what I should say, whether that the loss of Time is miserable, or misery itself. It is a thing to me not free from all controversy, whether the misery in the loss of Time, doth not lighten all other misery. Abominatio. Fie upon that intolerable misery that follows the loss of Time? Out upon all those unlucky things that occasion the loss of Time! O shame! that men should be so careless in the use of Time. When such extreme misery follows the loss of it. Confirmatio & Amplificatio per praefationem Hyperbolicam, & formas generales. Who can express What tongue can express No words can express Who can count No Tongue can count No Arithmetic can number The misery that comes from the loss of Time. I am not able to express, No Eloquence is able to express, It is not to tell, It is wonderful to tell, It is not to be believed, It is beyond belief, It transcends a strong belief to credit, It is not to think, No man can in mind conceive, You can scarce believe, How miserable the loss of Time is Even to a Proverb, It hath the place of a Proverb, It's instead of a Proverb, It is become a Proverb, It hath obtained the force of a Proverb, It hath crept into the number of Proverbs, It is an Adage of a received authority, It is a saying as true, as old Nothing is more miserable than the loss of Time. I will never believe mine own, Amplificatio per Asseverationem. nor the Judgement of all the Ancients, if there be any thing more miserable, than the loss of Time. ●f the loss of Time be not most miserable, I know not what is, Cave credas. Never believe, but that the loss of Time is most miserable. It is a Truth approved by the consent of all men, It is a Truth, manifest even to blind men, Paradiastole. It is a thing so plain, as nothing can be plainer; so certain, as nothing can be more certain; It is a Truth so apparent, and evident, that it seems writ not with Ink, but with the Beams of the Sun; It is a matter out of question, and needs no dispute; It is a Truth approved of, by the Judgement and Testimony of the whole World, that nothing is more miserable than the loss of Time. It is as true, as either Jove's, or Apollo's Oracle, It is as true, as the Ammonian, Dodonean, or Delphic Oracle, Apollo never answered any thing truer from his tripos, than It is a Truth, that requires not many words, nor a long Oration to confirm it, It appears more clearly than the midday-Sun, The Sun needs no ot●er light, that it may be seen; nor a Trumpet to proclaim the brightness of his Beams; so is it in this evident Truth, He lights a Candle in the Sunshine, that goes a bout to explain this Truth; It is a Truth, than which what can be more certain? what more plain? That the misery from the loss of Time is the extremest of misery. Asteismus. It is a Truth so out of all Controversy, that he that would prove it, may go tell men, The Sun shines, when he triumphs in his meridian-Glory. Enanti●sis. He must either be of very great boldness, or very little wit, that denies, Hypothesis. He that seriously considers it, is blind, if he do not see; ob●linate, if seeing he do not confess; Amplificatio per Confutationem & primò per Interrogationem. Who is so blind, as not to see? Who is so impudent, that he dares deny? What impudence is it, not to confess? Who doth not understand? Who, but a Madman, would deny? Who lives in such Cymmerian darkness, that he doth not see, and confess? Who, except he have his Brains in his Heels, will deny? Who, except he have his soul instead of salt, will deny? Can Impudence herself so put off all shame, as to deny? That no misery is comparable to the misery from the loss Time. Nothing is more frequent in Orators, Poets, Historians; than, None, but the most impudent man in the World, c●n deny; Asteisinus. Let him affirm which that doting Philosopher, that Snow is bla●k, whodenies; It were better to deny all things, than this one; Metaphora. He should be cudgelled into belief, and confuted with club-Arguments, who denies; One Democritus will not suffice, to laugh at his Folly, who denies; Ironia. Give him some Hellebore to purge his Brain, that will not confess; Hyperbole An acre of Hellbore will not cure him, that denies; He understands little, that doth not know; Par●diastole. He doth no● speak, but bray like an Ass, that denies; that thous●nd miseries follow the loss of Time. Allego●ia. No man's N●se is so stopped but he easily smells out this; Send him to Bedlam, as a man, that hath a Vertigo in his Brain, who denies; Collat●o They are but as sibyl's leaves, whatsoever are objected against this Truth, The Arguments against this Truth are lighter and vainer than the leaves of the Sibylls, Metaphora. They are but Ropes of sand, Towers of Lamia, old-wife's Tales, vain Dreams, that men prattle against this Truth; Metaphora. There is neither crumb, nor drop of sens●, or reason, in those things, that are spoken against this Truth, Similitudo As one said of the Nightingale, she was a Voice, and nothing else; so they Protasis. are words, and wind, and no more, that are objected Apodosis. against this Truth, Paradiastole. that no misery is equal to that from the loss of Time. It comes not from Apollo's Tripos, but the old-wife's Trivet, whatsoever is muttered against this Truth, Epitrope. Let him be rich, let him be noble, let him be great, let him be what you will; fool he must needs be, and foolhardy too, that dares mutter against this Truth, Metaphora. I could wish myself a Squinancy to stop his saucy chaps, which dare bark against this Truth, If he be not blind enough, make him blinder, that doth not see, and acknowledge this palpable Truth, He must either shut his eyes, or put them out, to whom the light of this Truth doth not clearly shine, He is hardened against all Truth, that denies this manifest Truth, Asteismus. Let him go deny Principles, that will not confess this Maxim, that the loss of Time is the cause of the greatest misery. He must have a Forehead of Brass, a Brain of Lead; and a Tongue of Iron, that dares contradict so confessed a Truth, Metonymia Adjuncti. Rub over your Forehead, Impudence, and dare to deny; that the loss of Time is the cause of ●he greatest misery. Amplificatio per Impossibile ubi obiter variantur, Impossibile & Nunquam. It is Impossible, It is not possible, How is it possible? Can it be p●ssible? It cannot be How can it be? Can it be? It can by no means be, That any loss should be so calamitous as the loss of Time. All things may sooner be, What cannot sooner be, than a loss, like loss of Time. It is not to be avoided, It is not to be refused, Can it be avoided? refused? but that the loss of Time will be the most miserable. It must needs be, It cannot but be, How should it otherwise be? but that the loss of Time is most lamentable. Paroemia. A Wolf shall marry the Sheep, A Locust shall bring forth an Elephant, The Sea shall bring forth Vines, The snail shall outrun the Hare, and the Tortoise the Eagle, Brambles shall bring forth Violets, and Thorns Roses, The Rivers shall be carried towards their Fountains, The Fountains themselves shall thirst, The Earth shall fly, The Beetle shall make honey, and the Gnat milk, The Crabs shall go forward, The Nightingale shall cease to Sing, when he that loseth Time is most miserable. The Owl shall sing like the Nightingale, The Heavens shall fall, The Earth shall ascend above the S●ie, Mountains shall be transplaced, The Mule shall bring forth, Water and Fire shall agree together, The Fire shall be kindled with Snow, A Tempest shall be calmed with a song, The Earth shall be bored through, The Sun shall change his course, The Loadstone shall turn from the North, Groves shall grow on the Waves, Seaweeds shall be found on the Mountains, The Stars shall fall, The motion of each star shall be irregular, when the heaviest misery attends not the loss of Time. The Day shall be turned to night, The waters of the Sea shall leave their saltness The Sea shall be ploughed, A Crop shall be reaped from the Sand, Past moments shall be recalled, The Meadows shall never more have flowers, The Heavens shall want their Stars, Day shall want Light, No sweetness shall be in Roses, The Fish shall burn in the Ocean, No Joy shall be in Heaven, nor Pain in Hell, The Flames shall des●●●d, The Mountains forgetting their weight shall fly as Atoms through the sky, when the l●sse of Time doth not go before the greatest misery. The Heavens shall rest, The Sun and Stars shall shine together, The Pebbles shall mount up to the Stars, The Earth shall be adorned with Stars, The Flocks shall invi●e the Lions to their folds, The Skies shall endure the heavy plough, The Water shall give flames, and Fire waters, The Sun shall rise in the West, The A●ts shall leave their industry, The Bees shall forget to make Honey, Maenalian Hounds shall fly from the Hare, Nature shall become preposterous, No Element shall keep his proper seat, Fire shall be cold, and Water shall give heat, when the loss of Time can be without the greatest misery. Summer shall give Snow, Does shall fright Lions, The Crows shall fly through the Air whiter than Snow, Swans shall be as black as pitch, Oxen shall cut the Air with their wings, Marbles shall be softer than Wax, The Chickens shall pray upon the Kite, and Geese upon the Fox. The Hare shall chase the Hound, and the Dove the Hawk, when the loss of Time can be without the greatest misery. Amplificatio perpetuitatem veritatis, ubi obiter variantur, Perpetuò & Semper. Whilst Sun and Stars shall run their course, While Stars shall embellish Heaven, and Flowers the Earth, Whilst Neptune's arms, shall embrace the earth, Whilst Cynthia shall renew her Horns, Whilst Lucifer foretells th' approaching Morn, will the loss of Time be most miserable. Whilst Arctos shuns the Sea, Whilst Mountains give their shades, Whilst Streams their tribute to the Ocean pay, Whilst Day hath Light, and Night succeeds the Day, Whilst the Summer follows the Spring, and Autumn succeeds the Summer, Whilst the Sun casts light, or the Earth shadows, Whilst the Land bounds the Sea, and Air the Land, Whilst the Rivers carry Waters, or those waters Fishes, Whilst the Earth hath Trees, Whilst the Boar loves the tops of Mountains, Whilst Bees love thyme, and Bears honey, will the loss of Time be most miserable. Till time and memory shall be no more, Till time shall have no plumes, Till time shall be as bald before, as he is behind, Till Time shall be swallowed up by Eternity, Till Lachesis have no more thread to draw, † Those Proverbial speeches which stand for Never, may by prefixing Till or Until stand for Ever, as appear by these Examples. Till the Wolf shall marry the Sheep, Till the Sun shall change his Course, Till the Sun shall rise in the West, Till day shall want his light, To the last Syllable of recorded Time; Till Time, that gives all things theirs, shall have his End; will nothing equal the misery in the loss of Time. Distributîo partium. The liberal Scienees acknowledge the misery in the loss of Time, and the Mechanical arts are not ignorant of it. Grammar accounts the loss of G●ammatica. all her Tenses, not comparable to the loss of one moment of Time. Rhetorica. Rhetoric desires to express the misery of the loss of Time to the full, but finds it loss of Time to undertake it. Logica. Logic, from every Common-place proffers a solid argument to prove, that the misery of the loss of Time, hath no compeer. Musica. Music knows what a misery it is to lose Time, by her keeping Time. Arithmetica. Arithmetic went to count the miseries that do proceed from the loss of Time, but found them infinite. Geometria. Geometry employs herself in finding the proportion, that the loss of Time bears to all other losses; and the loss of Time in one Scale, outweighs all losses in the other. Astronomia. Astronomy confesseth that every moment is worth a Star, and that the loss of all the Stars is not to be compared to the loss of Time. If the Liberal Sciences thus Illatio à maj●i. freely confess the misery in the loss of Time, I hope the Mechonicall will not contradict them. Asteismus. He th●● can count the Stars of the S●●, or the sand of the Ly●ian 〈◊〉; let him go count the 〈◊〉 that come from the loss o● Time. Obiter variatur Mul●i. The miseries that proceed from Collatio ad minus. the loss of Time, are more than the S●●ds of the S●a, Stars of the Sky, Hairs of the Head, Drops of Rain, Pelle●s of H●●●, Flakes of Snow, Au●esis Hyperbo●● Drops of 〈◊〉, Leaves of the Trees, Bough● of the Forests, Blades of 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 of ●orn, Birds of the A●●, Fishes of the Sea, Apples of Autumn, Flowers of the Spring, Summer's Flies, Summer's Aunts, Motes in the Sun, Bees in Hybla, Billows of the Sea. Collatio ad minus. To find a thing from whose loss greater misery can proceed, then from the loss of Time, would be a Work greater than all Hercule●'s 12. labours. Admiratio. O what a strange sight would it be to see any thing, whose loss is greater than the loss of Time. Amplificatio à ●●●pis & figu is sive ●ictionis, ●ive Sententiae. Litotes. Mei●sis ●apinôsis. The loss of Time is no small loss. The loss of Time is not to be neglected. The loss of Time brings no small calamity with it. The loss of Time is no contemptible loss. Ironia. What great loss can there be in Time? Time is but a little flying minute, and can there be so great loss (forsooth) in so small a thing? Metaphora. Time is the World's universal Recorder. Epixeuxis. Time, Time's that precious moment, which being lost; Cannot be bought again by prayer, or cost. Anadipl●sis Swift-cou●sing Time's feathered with flying hours, Hours, whose constant course all things devours. Epistrophe. Who would count aught a loss, that knows the loss of Time? He sorrows knows enough, that knows the l●ss of Time. Anaphora. What measureth motion? Time. Time nothing can recall. So precious is Time, Time's loss exceedeth all. Symploce. What greater loss can be? than is from the loss of Time. What greater cross can be? than the loss of Time. Epanalepsis. Time all things tries; truth's aged Father's Time. Epanodos. Time is most precious: great then is his loss, Greater the loss, the more Time's precious. Paranomasia. Jactura fractura. Time's loss. A sad cross. Hypotupôsis' perip. Time is the most ancient Artist, the greatest Physician of all diseases, the eternal Clock, the Universal Justice that tries all things, the unentangler of all knots, the most precious moment, Father of truth; and how should not the loss of this be most miserable! Paradiastole. The misery from the los: of Time, is not only sad and heavin, but carries with it the height of misery. Enantiôsis. Other losses may be born with, the loss of Time is intolerable. Synoeceiôsis. Loss is not loss, compared to the loss of Time. Oxymoron. Losses are loss-less, if you look at the loss of Time. Aetiologia. The loss of Time must needs be most miserable, because Time is most precious, and the loss irrecoverable. Epitrope. Let other losses be great, let them be sad; let them be heavy; they can never be so miserable, as is the loss of Time. Climax. The loss of Time brings not only care, trouble, vexation, distraction, but even extreme misery. Erotêsis: What Tongue? what Words? what Eloquence? what Rhetoric? what Cicero? what Demosthenes? can set out the misery from the loss of Time. Ecphonesis. O the ineffable, the inconceivable misery in the loss of Time! Ecphon●ma. Other l●sses leave some hope, all hope flies away with Time, so great is the misery in the loss of it! Ep●north●sis. The loss of Time is miserable, what did I say? miserable? yea beyond all expression, thought, or belief, miserable. Ap●siopêsis. The misery in the loss of Time is so great, that—: but I leave it to your conceits, as unable to express it. Hirmos' Asyndeton ●taly●on. Poverty, Ignorance, Shame, Ignominy, Reproach, Calamity, Misery, follow the loss of Time. Hirm●s Polysyndeton. But Riches, and Knowledge Wisdom end Honour, Dignity and Fame, Felicity and Happiness, wait on the good use of Time. Apophasis. The loss of Time is most miserable, that I do not tell you what other evils accompany it. Paralipsis. Great is the misery in the loss of Time, to let pass all the profits that are lost with it. Parenthesis. The loss of Time, (alas it is too true) drowns all other ●●●s●s. Pl●onasmus. Who dare mutter with his mouth against this truth? that the loss of Time is most miserable. Apostrophe As there is nothing more precious, nor more profitable, than the right use of Time; so can there be nothing more miserable than the loss of i●. O ●●le idleness! how odious art thou to all wise souls, that dost occasion this loss and misery! Ap●ria. Where shall I begin? or beginning, where, or when shall I make an end? that I may sufficiently set for●h unto you the misery in the losss of Time? shall I begin with the Antiquity of Time? with the Dignity? with the Use? with the Worth? All these would afford me matter: but I leave it to a wiser Artist. Anacoenosis Communicatio. Tell me, O Thales, Bias, Socrates, Plato, Aristotle, Cic●ro, Demosthenes, Philosophers, Historians, Orators, Poets; All learned men, Ancient, Modern, Have not you felt the misery in the loss of Time yourselves, and heard infinite others deploring with many tears the same calamities? Prosopop●i● But prick up your ears, and give your strictest attention, and you shall hear wise Socrates himself gravely disputing the matter. O the madness and folly of the world! there is nothing more precious than the right Use of Time, there is nothing more neglected. In other things which we count precious, we set Keepers to look to them; what madness is it then, not only not to keep, but to consume so precious a thing as Time? Jewels, and Riches, though lost, may be recovered again, nothing can recover Time; which since it is so precious, that so much Knowledge, Experience, Wealth, Wisdom, Honour, ma● be attained by it, and the loss of it irrecoverable, Who can deny, but that loss of Time is most miserable. Subjectio. Prole●sis. Anthypophora The loss of Time may bring some Sadness, Grief, and heaviness of mind, may some man say; but to talk of the highest misery, is something too much. Alas, alas, thou neither knowest what, nor of what thou speakest, whosoever thou art; for if thou didst truly understand what the loss of Time is, and the following misery; thy Speech would be far otherwise. Inversio. Time is but a flying moment, and what so great misery can be in the loss of that? Yes: therefore is the misery greater, because it is a flying moment; for there is less hope to take hold of it, and recall it. 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