Part 10

No _Spring_, nor _Summer_ Beauty hath such grace, As I have seen in one _Autumnall_ face. Yong _Beauties_ force our love, and that's a _Rape_, This doth but _counsaile_, yet you cannot scape. If t'were a _shame_ to love, here t'were no _shame_, 5 _Affection_ here takes _Reverences_ name. Were her first yeares the _Golden Age_; That's true, But now shee's _gold_ oft tried, and ever new. That was her torrid and inflaming time, This is her tolerable _Tropique clyme_. 10 Faire eyes, who askes more heate then comes from hence, He in a fever wishes pestilence. Call not these wrinkles, _graves_; If _graves_ they were, They were _Loves graves_; for else he is no where. Yet lies not Love _dead_ here, but here doth sit 15 Vow'd to this trench, like an _Anachorit_. And here, till hers, which must be his _death_, come, He doth not digge a _Grave_, but build a _Tombe_. Here dwells he, though he sojourne ev'ry where, In _Progresse_, yet his standing house is here. 20 Here, where still _Evening_ is; not _noone_, nor _night_; Where no _voluptuousnesse_, yet all _delight_. In all her words, unto all hearers fit, You may at _Revels_, you at _Counsaile_, sit. This is loves timber, youth his under-wood; 25 There he, as wine in _Iune_, enrages blood, Which then comes seasonabliest, when our tast And appetite to other things, is past. _Xerxes_ strange _Lydian_ love, the _Platane_ tree, Was lov'd for age, none being so large as shee, 30 Or else because, being yong, nature did blesse Her youth with ages glory, _Barrennesse_. If we love things long sought, _Age_ is a thing Which we are fifty yeares in compassing. If transitory things, which soone decay, 35 _Age_ must be lovelyest at the latest day. But name not _Winter-faces_, whose skin's slacke; Lanke, as an unthrifts purse; but a soules sacke; Whose _Eyes_ seeke light within, for all here's shade; Whose _mouthes_ are holes, rather worne out, then made; 40 Whose every tooth to a severall place is gone, To vexe their soules at _Resurrection_; Name not these living _Deaths-heads_ unto mee, For these, not _Ancient_, but _Antique_ be. I hate extreames; yet I had rather stay 45 With _Tombs_, then _Cradles_, to weare out a day. Since such loves naturall lation is, may still My love descend, and journey downe the hill, Not panting after growing beauties, so, I shall ebbe out with them, who home-ward goe. 50

[Eleg. IX. The Autumnall. _1635-54:_ Elegie. The Autumnall. _1633:_ Elegie IX. _1669:_ Elegie. _A18, N, TCC, TCD:_ Elegie Autumnall. _D, H40, H49, JC, Lec:_ An autumnall face: On the Ladie S^r Edward Herbart mothers Ladie Danvers. _B:_ On the Lady Herbert afterwards Danvers. _O'F:_ Widdow. _M_, _P:_ A Paradox of an ould Woman. _S:_ Elegie Autumnall on the Lady Shandoys. _S96: no title, L74_]

[1 _Summer 1633: Summers 1635-69_]

[2 face. _Ed:_ face, _1633-69_]

[3 our love, _1633_, _D_, _H49_, _Lec_, _S:_ our Loves, _1669:_ your love, _1635-54_, _A18_, _A25_, _B_, _H40_, _L74_, _M_, _N_, _O'F_, _P_, _S96_, _TC_]

[6 _Affection_ ... takes _A18_, _A25_, _B_, _D_, _H40_, _H49_, _L74_, _Lec_, _M_, _N_, _P_, _S_, _S96_, _TC:_ _Affections_ ... take _1633-69_, _JC_, _O'F_]

[8 shee's _1635-69_, _A18_, _A25_, _B_, _D_, _H40_, _H49_, _JC_, _L74_, _Lec_, _M_, _N_, _O'F_, _P_, _S_, _S96_, _TC:_ they'are _1633_]

[10 tolerable _1633_, _D_, _H40_, _H49_, _Lec_, _S:_ habitable _1635-69_, _A18_, _A25_, _L74_, _M_, _N_, _O'F_, _P_, _TC_]

[14 for _1633:_ or _1635-69_]

[15 Love] love _1633_]

[22 Where] Where's _O'F_, _S_]

[23 unto all] to all her _P_]

[24 _Counsaile_, _Ed:_ _counsaile_, _1633-54:_ _counsails_ _1669_]

[26 enrages] bringes _D_, _H49:_ breeds _Lec_]

[27 seasonabliest, _1633:_ seasonablest, _1635-69_]

[28 past.] past; _1633_]

[30 large _1633:_ old _1635-69_]

[37 not] noe _several MSS._]

[38 soules sacke; _1633_, _1669_, _and MSS.:_ fooles sack; _1635-54_]

[40 made; _Ed:_ made _1633-54:_ made, _1669_]

[42 their soules] the soul _1669_]

[43 _Deaths-heads_ _1633:_ _Death-heads_ _1635-69_, _Chambers:_ death-shades _H40_]

[44 _Ancient, ... Antique_ _1633_, _1669_, _D_, _H49_, _Lec:_ Ancients, ... Antiques _1635-54_, _B_, _O'F_, _S:_ ancient ... antiques _A18_, _A25_, _H40_, _L74_, _M_, _N_, _TC_

be. _Ed:_ be; _1633_]

[46 a] the _1669_, _M_, _P_]

[47 naturall lation _A18_, _A25_, _B_, _D_, _H40_, _H49_, _L74_, _M_, _N_, _P_, _S_, _TC_ (_sometimes thus_, natural-lation): motion naturall _1633:_ naturall station _1635-69_, _Lec_, _O'F_]

[50 ebbe out _1633:_ ebbe on _1635-69_, _A18_, _A25_, _B_, _D_, _H40_, _H49_, _JC_, _L74_, _Lec_, _M_, _N_, _O'F_, _P_, _S_, _TC_]

ELEGIE X.

_The Dreame._

Image of her whom I love, more then she, Whose faire impression in my faithfull heart, Makes mee her _Medall_, and makes her love mee, As Kings do coynes, to which their stamps impart The value: goe, and take my heart from hence, 5 Which now is growne too great and good for me: _Honours_ oppresse weake spirits, and our sense Strong objects dull; the more, the lesse wee see. When you are gone, and _Reason_ gone with you, Then _Fantasie_ is Queene and Soule, and all; 10 She can present joyes meaner then you do; Convenient, and more proportionall. So, if I dreame I have you, I have you, For, all our joyes are but fantasticall. And so I scape the paine, for paine is true; 15 And sleepe which locks up sense, doth lock out all. After a such fruition I shall wake, And, but the waking, nothing shall repent; And shall to love more thankfull Sonnets make, Then if more _honour_, _teares_, and _paines_ were spent. 20 But dearest heart, and dearer image stay; Alas, true joyes at best are _dreame_ enough; Though you stay here you passe too fast away: For even at first lifes _Taper_ is a snuffe. Fill'd with her love, may I be rather grown 25 Mad with much _heart_, then _ideott_ with none.

[Eleg. X. The Dreame. _1635-54:_ Elegie X. _1669:_ Elegie. _1633:_ Picture. _S96:_ Elegie. _or no title_, _A18_, _B_, _D_, _H40_, _H49_, _L74_, _Lec_, _N_, _O'F_, _P_, _S_, _S96_, _TCC_, _TCD_]

[7 sense] sense, _1633_]

[8 dull; _1635-69:_ dull, _1633_]

[16 out] up _B_, _P_, _S_]

[17 a such _1633-54:_ such a _1669_]

[22 _dreame_] _dreams_ _1669_]

ELEGIE XI.

_The Bracelet._

_Vpon the losse of his Mistresses Chaine, for which he made satisfaction._

Not that in colour it was like thy haire, For Armelets of that thou maist let me weare: Nor that thy hand it oft embrac'd and kist, For so it had that good, which oft I mist: Nor for that silly old moralitie, 5 That as these linkes were knit, our love should bee: Mourne I that I thy seavenfold chaine have lost; Nor for the luck sake; but the bitter cost. O, shall twelve righteous Angels, which as yet No leaven of vile soder did admit; 10 Nor yet by any way have straid or gone From the first state of their Creation; Angels, which heaven commanded to provide All things to me, and be my faithfull guide; To gaine new friends, t'appease great enemies; 15 To comfort my soule, when I lie or rise; Shall these twelve innocents, by thy severe Sentence (dread judge) my sins great burden beare? Shall they be damn'd, and in the furnace throwne, And punisht for offences not their owne? 20 They save not me, they doe not ease my paines, When in that hell they'are burnt and tyed in chains. Were they but Crownes of France, I cared not, For, most of these, their naturall Countreys rot I think possesseth, they come here to us, 25 So pale, so lame, so leane, so ruinous; And howsoe'r French Kings most Christian be, Their Crownes are circumcis'd most Iewishly. Or were they Spanish Stamps, still travelling, That are become as Catholique as their King, 30 Those unlickt beare-whelps, unfil'd pistolets That (more than Canon shot) availes or lets; Which negligently left unrounded, looke Like many angled figures, in the booke Of some great Conjurer that would enforce 35 Nature, as these doe justice, from her course; Which, as the soule quickens head, feet and heart, As streames, like veines, run through th'earth's every part, Visit all Countries, and have slily made Gorgeous _France_, ruin'd, ragged and decay'd; 40 _Scotland_, which knew no State, proud in one day: And mangled seventeen-headed _Belgia_. Or were it such gold as that wherewithall Almighty _Chymiques_ from each minerall, Having by subtle fire a soule out-pull'd; 45 Are dirtely and desperately gull'd: I would not spit to quench the fire they'are in, For, they are guilty of much hainous Sin. But, shall my harmlesse angels perish? Shall I lose my guard, my ease, my food, my all? 50 Much hope which they should nourish will be dead, Much of my able youth, and lustyhead Will vanish; if thou love let them alone, For thou wilt love me lesse when they are gone; And be content that some lowd squeaking Cryer 55 Well-pleas'd with one leane thred-bare groat, for hire, May like a devill roare through every street; And gall the finders conscience, if they meet. Or let mee creepe to some dread Conjurer, That with phantastique scheames fils full much paper; 60 Which hath divided heaven in tenements, And with whores, theeves, and murderers stuft his rents, So full, that though hee passe them all in sinne, He leaves himselfe no roome to enter in. But if, when all his art and time is spent, 65 Hee say 'twill ne'r be found; yet be content; Receive from him that doome ungrudgingly, Because he is the mouth of destiny. Thou say'st (alas) the gold doth still remaine, Though it be chang'd, and put into a chaine; 70 So in the first falne angels, resteth still Wisdome and knowledge; but,'tis turn'd to ill: As these should doe good works; and should provide Necessities; but now must nurse thy pride. And they are still bad angels; Mine are none; 75 For, forme gives being, and their forme is gone: Pitty these Angels; yet their dignities Passe Vertues, Powers, and Principalities. But, thou art resolute; Thy will be done! Yet with such anguish, as her onely sonne 80 The Mother in the hungry grave doth lay, Vnto the fire these Martyrs I betray. Good soules, (for you give life to every thing) Good Angels, (for good messages you bring) Destin'd you might have beene to such an one, 85 As would have lov'd and worship'd you alone: One that would suffer hunger, nakednesse, Yea death, ere he would make your number lesse. But, I am guilty of your sad decay; May your few fellowes longer with me stay. 90 But ô thou wretched finder whom I hate So, that I almost pitty thy estate: Gold being the heaviest metal amongst all, May my most heavy curse upon thee fall: Here fetter'd, manacled, and hang'd in chains, 95 First mayst thou bee; then chaind to hellish paines; Or be with forraine gold brib'd to betray Thy Countrey, and faile both of that and thy pay. May the next thing thou stoop'st to reach, containe Poyson, whose nimble fume rot thy moist braine; 100 Or libels, or some interdicted thing, Which negligently kept, thy ruine bring. Lust-bred diseases rot thee; and dwell with thee Itching desire, and no abilitie. May all the evils that gold ever wrought; 105 All mischiefes that all devils ever thought; Want after plenty; poore and gouty age; The plagues of travellers; love; marriage Afflict thee, and at thy lives last moment, May thy swolne sinnes themselves to thee present. 110 But, I forgive; repent thee honest man: Gold is Restorative, restore it then: But if from it thou beest loath to depart, Because 'tis cordiall, would twere at thy heart.

[Elegie XI. _&c._ _Ed.:_ Eleg. XII. The Bracelet. _&c._ _1635_ (Eleg. XI. _being_ Death, _for which see p._ 284): Eleg. XII. Vpon _&c._ _1639-54_ (Eleg. IV. _1650-54, a misprint_): Elegie XII. _1669:_ Elegie (_numbered variously_). The Bracelett. _or_ The Chaine. _A25_, _B_, _C_, _Cy_, _D_, _H49_, _JC_, _L74_, _Lec_, _M_, _N_, _O'F_, _P_, _S_, _S96_, _TCD_, _W_]

[2 For ... weare:] Armelets of that thou maist still let me weare: _1669_]

[6 were knit, _1635-69:_ are knit _Cy:_ are tyde _A25_, _D_, _H49_, _Lec_, _N_, _O'F_, _P_, _R212_, _S_, _S96_, _TCD_, _W:_ were tyde _L74_

love] loves _1669_]

[11 way _1635-69:_ taynt _S96_, _O'F_, _W:_ taynts _B:_ fault _A25_, _Cy_, _D_, _H49_, _L74_, _Lec_, _M_, _N_, _P_, _S_, _TCD_]

[15 great] old _1669_]

[16 rise; _Ed:_ rise. _1635-69_]

[22 chains. _Ed.:_ chains: _1635-69_]

[24 these _1635-54:_ them _1669_

their naturall Countreys _Cy_, _O'F:_ their Countreys naturall _1635-54_, _P:_ their naturall Countrey _1669, and rest of MSS._]

[26 ruinous; _Ed:_ ruinous. _1635-69_]

[28 Iewishly. _Ed:_ Iewishly; _1635-69_]

[35 great] dread _1669_]

[36 course; _Ed:_ course. _1635-69_]

[38 streames, _Ed:_ streames _1635-69_]

[40 ruin'd, ragged and decay'd; _1669, and MSS., but end stop varies:_ ruin'd: ragged and decay'd _1635:_ ruin'd: ragged and decay'd, _1639-54_]

[42 _Belgia._ _Ed:_ _Belgia:_ _1635-69_]

[45 soule] Mercury _B_]

[47 they'are in, _1635-69:_ therein, _Cy_, _P:_ they were in, _rest of MSS._]

[51 dead, _Ed:_ dead. _1635-69_]

[52 lustyhead _Ed:_ lusty head _1635-69_]

[53 vanish; _Ed:_ vanish, _1635-69_

if thou love let them alone, _1635-39:_ if thou Love let them alone, _1650-69:_ if thou, Love, let them alone; _Grolier_ (_conjecturing_ atone)]

[54-5 gone; And _Ed:_ gone, And _1635-69_, _Cy_, _P:_ gone. Oh, _rest of MSS._]

[58 conscience, if they meet. _1669 and MSS.:_ conscience, if hee meet. _1635-54_, _JC_, _L74_, _P_]

[60 scheames _D_, _H49_, _JC_, _Lec_, _O'F_, _S96_, _W:_ scenes _1635-69_, _Cy_, _L74_, _P_, _TCD_]

[63 passe] place _1669_]

[65 _new par. 1635-69_ But _1635-69_, _Cy_, _P:_ And _rest of MSS._]

[66 yet _1635-69_, _Cy_, _P:_ Oh _rest of MSS._]

[67 that _1635-54_, _Cy_, _P:_ the _1669 and rest of MSS._]

[70 chaine; _Ed:_ chaine, _1635-69_]

[74 pride. _Ed:_ pride, _1635-69_]

[76 being, _Ed:_ being: _1635-69_]

[77 Angels; yet _Cy_, _D_, _H49_, _N_, _P_, _S_, _TCD:_ Angels yet; _1635-69_, _W_]

[79 done! _Ed:_ done; _1635-39:_ done: _1650-54:_ done? _1669_]

[90 few fellowes] few-fellowes _1635-69_]

[92 So, that _1635-69_, _Cy_, _P:_ So much that _A25_, _D_, _H49_, _JC_ (as), _L74_, _Lec_, _N_, _S_, _S96_ (as), _TCD_, _W_ (as): So much _B_

estate] state _D_, _H49_, _&c._]

[93 metal amongst all,] amongst metals all, _1669_, _Cy_]

[95 Here] Her _1639_]

[98 that _MSS.:_ it _1635-69_

thy] _om. 1669_]

[104 Itching] Itchy _MSS._]

[105 evils that gold ever _1635-69_, _P:_ hurt that ever gold hath _rest of MSS._]

[106 mischiefes _all MSS.:_ mischiefe _1635-69_]

[108 love; marriage _1635-54_, _Cy_, _P:_ love and marriage _1669_, _and rest of MSS._]

[109 at] that _1669_]

[110 thee] thou _1669_]

[113 But if from it ... depart, _1635-54_, _Cy_, _P:_ But if that from it ... part, _1669:_ Or if with it ... depart _rest of MSS._]

ELEGIE XII.

_His parting from her._

Since she must go, and I must mourn, come Night, Environ me with darkness, whilst I write: Shadow that hell unto me, which alone I am to suffer when my Love is gone. Alas the darkest Magick cannot do it, 5 Thou and greate Hell to boot are shadows to it. Should _Cinthia_ quit thee, _Venus_, and each starre, It would not forme one thought dark as mine are. I could lend thee obscureness now, and say, Out of my self, There should be no more Day, 10 Such is already my felt want of sight, Did not the fires within me force a light. Oh Love, that fire and darkness should be mixt, Or to thy Triumphs soe strange torments fixt? Is't because thou thy self art blind, that wee 15 Thy Martyrs must no more each other see? Or tak'st thou pride to break us on the wheel, And view old Chaos in the Pains we feel? Or have we left undone some mutual Right, Through holy fear, that merits thy despight? 20 No, no. The falt was mine, impute it to me, Or rather to conspiring destinie, Which (since I lov'd for forme before) decreed, That I should suffer when I lov'd indeed: And therefore now, sooner then I can say, 25 I saw the golden fruit, 'tis rapt away. Or as I had watcht one drop in a vast stream, And I left wealthy only in a dream. Yet Love, thou'rt blinder then thy self in this, To vex my Dove-like friend for my amiss: 30 And, where my own sad truth may expiate Thy wrath, to make her fortune run my fate: So blinded Justice doth, when Favorites fall, Strike them, their house, their friends, their followers all. Was't not enough that thou didst dart thy fires 35 Into our blouds, inflaming our desires, And made'st us sigh and glow, and pant, and burn, And then thy self into our flame did'st turn? Was't not enough, that thou didst hazard us To paths in love so dark, so dangerous: 40 And those so ambush'd round with houshold spies, And over all, thy husbands towring eyes That flam'd with oylie sweat of jealousie: Yet went we not still on with Constancie? Have we not kept our guards, like spie on spie? 45 Had correspondence whilst the foe stood by? Stoln (more to sweeten them) our many blisses Of meetings, conference, embracements, kisses? Shadow'd with negligence our most respects? Varied our language through all dialects, 50 Of becks, winks, looks, and often under-boards Spoak dialogues with our feet far from our words? Have we prov'd all these secrets of our Art, Yea, thy pale inwards, and thy panting heart? And, after all this passed Purgatory, 55 Must sad divorce make us the vulgar story? First let our eyes be rivited quite through Our turning brains, and both our lips grow to: Let our armes clasp like Ivy, and our fear Freese us together, that we may stick here, 60 Till Fortune, that would rive us, with the deed Strain her eyes open, and it make them bleed: For Love it cannot be, whom hitherto I have accus'd, should such a mischief doe. Oh Fortune, thou'rt not worth my least exclame, 65 And plague enough thou hast in thy own shame. Do thy great worst, my friend and I have armes, Though not against thy strokes, against thy harmes. Rend us in sunder, thou canst not divide Our bodies so, but that our souls are ty'd, 70 And we can love by letters still and gifts, And thoughts and dreams; Love never wanteth shifts. I will not look upon the quickning Sun, But straight her beauty to my sense shall run; The ayre shall note her soft, the fire most pure; 75 Water suggest her clear, and the earth sure. Time shall not lose our passages; the Spring How fresh our love was in the beginning; The Summer how it ripened in the eare; And Autumn, what our golden harvests were. 80 The Winter I'll not think on to spite thee, But count it a lost season, so shall shee. And dearest Friend, since we must part, drown night With hope of Day, burthens well born are light. Though cold and darkness longer hang somewhere, 85 Yet _Phoebus_ equally lights all the Sphere. And what he cannot in like Portions pay, The world enjoyes in Mass, and so we may. Be then ever your self, and let no woe Win on your health, your youth, your beauty: so 90 Declare your self base fortunes Enemy, No less by your contempt then constancy: That I may grow enamoured on your mind, When my own thoughts I there reflected find. For this to th'comfort of my Dear I vow, 95 My Deeds shall still be what my words are now; The Poles shall move to teach me ere I start; And when I change my Love, I'll change my heart; Nay, if I wax but cold in my desire, Think, heaven hath motion lost, and the world, fire: 100 Much more I could, but many words have made That, oft, suspected which men would perswade; Take therefore all in this: I love so true, As I will never look for less in you.

[Elegie. XII. _&c._ _Ed:_ Eleg. XIIII _&c._ _1635-54_ (Eleg. XIII. _being_ Come, Fates, _&c._, _p._ 407): Elegie XIIII. _1669:_ At her Departure. _A25:_ At his Mistris departure. _B:_ Elegie. _H40_, _O'F_, _P_, _S96_, _TCD_ (_II_)]

[1 Night, _Ed:_ night _1635-69_]

[4 Love] soule _1635-54_]

[5-44 _omit_, _1635-54_, _A25_, _B_]

[6 Thou and greate Hell _H40_, _O'F_, _P_, _S96:_ And that great Hell _1669_

to boot are _1669_, _H40_, _O'F:_ are nought but _P_, _S96_]

[7 thee, _Ed:_ thee _1669_]

[9 thee _H40:_ them _1669_, _P_, _S96_, _TCD_]

[10 Day, _Ed:_ Day. _1669_]

[11 felt want _H40_, _O'F_, _P_, _S96_, _TCD:_ self-want, _1669_

sight, _Ed:_ sight _1669_]

[12 fires _H40_, _S96_, _TCD:_ fire _1669_, _P_]

[14 Or] Are _S96:_ And _TCD_

soe _H40_, _O'F_, _P_, _S96_, _TCD:_ such _1669_]

[17 the _H40_, _O'F_, _P_, _S96_, _TCD:_ thy _1669_]

[20 Through holy fear, that merits (causes _S96_) thy despight (meriteth thy spight _P_) _H40_, _O'F_, _P_, _S96_, _TCD:_ That thus with parting thou seek'st us to spight? _1669_]

[21 was _H40_, _S96:_ is _1669_, _P_, _TCD_]

[23 Which ... decreed, _H40_, _O'F_, _S96:_ Which (since I lov'd) for me before decreed, _1669_, _P_, _TCD:_ Which, since I lov'd in jest before, decreed _H-K_, _which Chambers follows_]

[25 now, sooner _all the MSS.:_ sooner now _1669_

rapt] wrapt _1669_]

[27 a vast _H40_, _O'F_, _P_, _S96_, _TCD:_ the vast _1669_]

[29 thy self] myself _Chambers_]

[31 my own _H40_, _O'F_, _P_, _S96:_ one _1669_

sad _1669:_ glad _H40_, _O'F_, _P_, _S96_, _TCD_]

[32 fate: _Ed:_ fate. _1669_]

[33 blinded] blindest _H40_]

[34 followers _H40_, _P_, _TCD:_ favourites _1669_, _S96_]

[37 glow _H40_, _S96_, _P_, _TCD:_ blow _1669_]

[38 flame _H40_, _S96_, _P_, _TCD:_ flames _1669_]

[40 so dangerous _H40_, _P_, _S96_, _TCD:_ and dangerous _1669_]

[42 all, _Ed:_ all _1669_

towring _1669_, _TCD:_ towred _O'F_, _P_, _S96:_ lowering _Grolier_

the towred husbands eyes _H40:_ the Loured, husbandes eyes _RP31_]

[43 That flam'd with oylie _H40_, _O'F_, _P_, _S96_, _TCD:_ Inflam'd with th'ouglie _1669_

jealousie: _Ed:_ jealousie, _1669_]

[44 with _H40_, _O'F_, _P_, _S96_, _TCD:_ in _1669_]

[45 Have we not kept our guards, _H40_, _O'F_, _P_, _S96_, _TCD:_ Have we for this kept guards, _1669_

on _1669:_ o'r _1635-54_]

[49 most _1635-69_, _H40_, _O'F_, _P_, _S96_, _TCD:_ best _1669_]

[50 our] thy _RP31_]

[52 from our words? _1669:_ from words? _1635-54_]

[53 these secrets _MSS.:_ the secrets _1635-69_