the world so much magnified, is by Lactantius and
Theodoret condemned for a fool. Plutarch extols
Seneca’s wit beyond all the Greeks, nulli
secundus, yet [454] Seneca saith of himself, “when
I would solace myself with a fool, I reflect upon
myself, and there I have him.” Cardan, in
his Sixteenth Book of Subtleties, reckons up twelve
supereminent, acute philosophers, for worth, subtlety,
and wisdom: Archimedes, Galen, Vitruvius, Architas
Tarentinus, Euclid, Geber, that first inventor of
Algebra, Alkindus the Mathematician, both Arabians,
with others. But his triumviri terrarum
far beyond the rest, are Ptolomaeus, Plotinus, Hippocrates.
Scaliger exercitat. 224, scoffs at this censure
of his, calls some of them carpenters and mechanicians,
he makes Galen fimbriam Hippocratis, a skirt
of Hippocrates: and the said [455]Cardan himself
elsewhere condemns both Galen and Hippocrates for
tediousness, obscurity, confusion. Paracelsus
will have them both mere idiots, infants in physic
and philosophy. Scaliger and Cardan admire Suisset
the Calculator, qui pene modum excessit humani
ingenii, and yet [456]Lod. Vives calls them
nugas Suisseticas: and Cardan, opposite
to himself in another place, contemns those ancients
in respect of times present, [457]_Majoresque nostros
ad presentes collatos juste pueros appellari_.
In conclusion, the said [458]Cardan and Saint Bernard
will admit none into this catalogue of wise men, [459]but
only prophets and apostles; how they esteem themselves,
you have heard before. We are worldly-wise, admire
ourselves, and seek for applause: but hear Saint
[460]Bernard, quanto magis foras es sapiens, tanto
magis intus stultus efficeris, &c. in omnibus
es prudens, circa teipsum insipiens: the
more wise thou art to others, the more fool to thyself.
I may not deny but that there is some folly approved,
a divine fury, a holy madness, even a spiritual drunkenness
in the saints of God themselves; sanctum insanium
Bernard calls it (though not as blaspheming [461]Vorstius,
would infer it as a passion incident to God himself,
but) familiar to good men, as that of Paul, 2 Cor.
“he was a fool,” &c. and Rom. ix. he wisheth
himself to be anathematised for them. Such is
that drunkenness which Ficinus speaks of, when the
soul is elevated and ravished with a divine taste of
that heavenly nectar, which poets deciphered by the
sacrifice of Dionysius, and in this sense with the
poet, [462]_insanire lubet_, as Austin exhorts us,
ad ebrietatem se quisque paret, let’s
all be mad and [463]drunk. But we commonly mistake,
and go beyond our commission, we reel to the opposite
part, [464]we are not capable of it, [465]and as he
said of the Greeks, Vos Graeci semper pueri, vos
Britanni, Galli, Germani, Itali, &c. you are a
company of fools.