ourselves merry with other men’s obliquities,
when as he himself is more faulty than the rest,
mutato
nomine, de te fabula narratur, he may take himself
by the nose for a fool; and which one calls
maximum
stultitiae specimen, to be ridiculous to others,
and not to perceive or take notice of it, as Marsyas
was when he contended with Apollo,
non intelligens
se deridiculo haberi, saith [404] Apuleius; ’tis
his own cause, he is a convicted madman, as [405]Austin
well infers “in the eyes of wise men and angels
he seems like one, that to our thinking walks with
his heels upwards.” So thou laughest at
me, and I at thee, both at a third; and he returns
that of the poet upon us again, [406]_Hei mihi, insanire
me aiunt, quum ipsi ultro insaniant_. We accuse
others of madness, of folly, and are the veriest dizzards
ourselves. For it is a great sign and property
of a fool (which Eccl. x. 3, points at) out of pride
and self-conceit to insult, vilify, condemn, censure,
and call other men fools (
Non videmus manticae
quod a tergo est) to tax that in others of which
we are most faulty; teach that which we follow not
ourselves: For an inconstant man to write of
constancy, a profane liver prescribe rules of sanctity
and piety, a dizzard himself make a treatise of wisdom,
or with Sallust to rail downright at spoilers of countries,
and yet in [407]office to be a most grievous poller
himself. This argues weakness, and is an evident
sign of such parties’ indiscretion. [408]_Peccat
uter nostrum cruce dignius_? “Who is the
fool now?” Or else peradventure in some places
we are all mad for company, and so ’tis not
seen,
Satietas erroris et dementiae, pariter absurditatem
et admirationem tollit. ’Tis with us,
as it was of old (in [409]Tully’s censure at
least) with C. Pimbria in Rome, a bold, hair-brain,
mad fellow, and so esteemed of all, such only excepted,
that were as mad as himself: now in such a case
there is [410]no notice taken of it.
“Nimirum
insanus paucis videatur; eo quod
Maxima
pars hominum morbo jactatur eodem.”
“When
all are mad, where all are like opprest
Who
can discern one mad man from the rest?”
But put case they do perceive it, and some one be
manifestly convicted of madness, [411]he now takes
notice of his folly, be it in action, gesture, speech,
a vain humour he hath in building, bragging, jangling,
spending, gaming, courting, scribbling, prating, for
which he is ridiculous to others, [412]on which he
dotes, he doth acknowledge as much: yet with all
the rhetoric thou hast, thou canst not so recall him,
but to the contrary notwithstanding, he will persevere
in his dotage. ’Tis amabilis insania,
et mentis gratissimus error, so pleasing, so delicious,
that he [413] cannot leave it. He knows his error,
but will not seek to decline it, tell him what the
event will be, beggary, sorrow, sickness, disgrace,
shame, loss, madness, yet [414]"an angry man will
prefer vengeance, a lascivious his whore, a thief
his booty, a glutton his belly, before his welfare.”
Tell an epicure, a covetous man, an ambitious man of
his irregular course, wean him from it a little, pol
me occidistis amici, he cries anon, you have undone
him, and as [415]a “dog to his vomit,”
he returns to it again; no persuasion will take place,
no counsel, say what thou canst,