He studies on, but as the boy told St. Austin, when
I have laved the sea dry, thou shalt understand the
mystery of the Trinity. He makes observations,
keeps times and seasons; and as [2365]Conradus the
emperor would not touch his new bride, till an astrologer
had told him a masculine hour, but with what success?
He travels into Europe, Africa, Asia, searcheth every
creek, sea, city, mountain, gulf, to what end?
See one promontory (said Socrates of old), one mountain,
one sea, one river, and see all. An alchemist
spends his fortunes to find out the philosopher’s
stone forsooth, cure all diseases, make men long-lived,
victorious, fortunate, invisible, and beggars himself,
misled by those seducing impostors (which he shall
never attain) to make gold; an antiquary consumes
his treasure and time to scrape up a company of old
coins, statues, rules, edicts, manuscripts, &c., he
must know what was done of old in Athens, Rome, what
lodging, diet, houses they had, and have all the present
news at first, though never so remote, before all
others, what projects, counsels, consultations, &c.,
quid Juno in aurem insusurret Jovi, what’s
now decreed in France, what in Italy: who was
he, whence comes he, which way, whither goes he, &c.
Aristotle must find out the motion of Euripus; Pliny
must needs see Vesuvius, but how sped they? One
loseth goods, another his life; Pyrrhus will conquer
Africa first, and then Asia: he will be a sole
monarch, a second immortal, a third rich; a fourth
commands. [2366] Turbine magno spes solicitae in
urbibus errant; we run, ride, take indefatigable
pains, all up early, down late, striving to get that
which we had better be without, (Ardelion’s
busybodies as we are) it were much fitter for us to
be quiet, sit still, and take our ease. His sole
study is for words, that they be—Lepidae
lexeis compostae, ut tesserulae omnes, not a syllable
misplaced, to set out a stramineous subject: as
thine is about apparel, to follow the fashion, to
be terse and polite, ’tis thy sole business:
both with like profit. His only delight is building,
he spends himself to get curious pictures, intricate
models and plots, another is wholly ceremonious about
titles, degrees, inscriptions: a third is over-solicitous
about his diet, he must have such and such exquisite
sauces, meat so dressed, so far-fetched, peregrini
aeris volucres, so cooked, &c., something to provoke
thirst, something anon to quench his thirst.
Thus he redeems his appetite with extraordinary charge
to his purse, is seldom pleased with any meal, whilst
a trivial stomach useth all with delight and is never
offended. Another must have roses in winter,
alieni temporis flores, snow-water in summer,
fruits before they can be or are usually ripe, artificial
gardens and fishponds on the tops of houses, all things
opposite to the vulgar sort, intricate and rare, or
else they are nothing worth. So busy, nice, curious
wits, make that insupportable in all vocations, trades,