dryhghfghj ghgfhgfh I hath wondered in the sinuous vain of Philosopy, naturam et caecos rerum scrutabitur ortus, Who is blind, and shall be judged, set myself down for an Atellaniam facere, et choraulen meum iussi Latine cantare, at the Cena Trimalchionis of my library, which Petronius likeneth to a feast the likes none another hath seen, haud aliter, vacuo cum surgunt nubila ponto, et spumant crebris caerula versa Notis, been lifted to the clouds even with that Latin poetry, Phoebea renuentem fronde coronat: deinde abien per inane amplum, sese abdidit astris, dispersed into that empty space behind the sky, and therewith borne witness to mine self from higher phantasies then life, cum testudine, cum ioco atque risu. Nam domi pede claudicans iniquo, cum solo sedet otiosus Alto, like the private tortoise, Cadme, domus, nullus Tyrio grege plangitur infans. primitias egomet lacrimarum et caedis acerbae, though I hath let besides the first tears, which cometh out of lonesomeness, and drunk them up tepida colluvione bibam with book upon book, tantumne mane lectulo elapsus senex, as the bed surely awaiteth the man in old age, the study room surely awaiteth me, though in every period of my life, so there art many more tears to come, estque voluptatis mox tertia, quarta furoris, ut sapiens sanxit legibus ille Scytha, thereof I supposeth I might drink a fourth glass to madness, as Anacharis saith, for I hath to inure that which Men art not supposed to know, wherewith I must adhere to an inevitable course of life, and know before hand whereto my life shalt come, in so doing becoming aquainted with the melancholy of old age, which is to say, the expectation of the course of my life, whereto I am not old. So if thou would speakest about my template in this writing, that I hath lived my life out of [indulgeret Iaccho prodiga] impensum se perdere turpiter aurum, or, so to saye, non inter cicures palpone nocentior ulla est bellua, nec quae plus gignat in orbe mali, indulged in too much gold, whom petteth not the tamer animals, writing with an obscene portent, reminding me even that too much of something commendable hath only an application out of fanciful uses, is but an ornament or a toy, qualem praecipiti gravidum iam sorte parentem, [106] the ordanation of this pregnancy, being but an excitement, and saye: thou hath confused thine own work with so many others, auster nempe polum caeruleis abdidit imbribus, vernae lluce etiam triste caput Pleiades altera obscurae extulerant, et rubeo Bistonis alveo, euxinusque vadis sanguineis pontus inhorruit, thou hath stolen everything from the head of the Pleiades to the river of the Innachus as to be slaves in thou household, hoarded up the public treasure and called it a secret, whereof Aegypti siccitatem temperare Nilus amnis solet, Euphrates Mesopotamiam pro imbribus pensat, Indus flumen et serere orientem dicitur et rigare, the Euphrates and the very Nile draweth up their figure out of the rain, and thereof hath stolen from foreign rivers, I saith: [Naevius]itaque postquam est Orcho traditus thesauro, obliti sunt Romae loquier lingua Latina, [107] hath Rome forgotten it speaks the Latin tongue?, nemora alta ferae. Unicus Assyriis qui vivit odoribus ales, exuviis iterum nascitur usque suis, [108] hath Assyria forgotten it useth perfume so? [All of that is obvious] The writing needs to call upon living oracles, terrasque revises aedera quas liquidis findit amoenus aquis: aedera, qui vatis cunabula perfluit Hessi, et patriae fines separat Alte tuae, [109] or at least to run through the prophets in the cradle of Hessus, needs to recieve itself out of some deliberations, as Men do, from an intestate will, so that it might respect this selection from the Pegma: aspice ut assiduo sitientia culta labore, Corycius subigit nocte dieque senex, to laboreth after that will, so that I hath blessed my writing with this, for this is how to make the value obvious in any work of literature, so to saye, we call this in men the spirit, IE. the writing must demand something of itself, and that demand to meet, and thus hath I met with what I inteded to do, and indebted my writing to Daedalus ingenio fabrae celeberrimus artis, shrugging off thou Cayphae multum exosusque cohorti degeret illaesus [per vicos, compita, et urbem Se ostendens populo] as exuvias asinus Gaetulus for I shalt carry these passages as that crown, Isidis herbis, seligit ambrosios pulcherrima Gratia flores, contexit geminas Concordia laeta corollas, extollitque suas taedas Hymenaeus in altum, like a torch to my censure even, [ with Theophanes] omnis Stellerum condemnat turba moratum, haerens, cur equidem, nescio, salus amat. Tum redit et medicus, faciesque irascit ipsis praevertit reditum quod fera parca suum, if thou hath regarded this as but a commotion, doth not come back to me like I was your doctor, or am fully prepared yon to stand affirm and diagnose, confirm, and treat, thine offense, as it where, even if nihil Hippocrates, nihil Galenus mihi occultum possidet, vitam ego hominum, ubi morbi ingruunt, in manibus fero, I shalt miss nothing from between Hippocrates to Galen in this writing. 071130 ... rage i hear you breathing. 071201 what's it to you? who go blather from