XII.

But snatch mee heavenly Spirit from this vaine

Reckoning their vanities, lesse is their gaine

Then hazard still, to meditate on ill,

Though with good minde; their reasons, like those toyes

Of glassie bubbles, which the gamesome boyes 115

Stretch to so nice a thinnes through a quill

That they themselves breake, doe themselves spill:

Arguing is heretiques game, and Exercise

As wrastlers, perfects them; Not liberties

Of speech, but silence; hands, not tongues, end heresies. 120

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