They toil and moil, but what reap they? They are commonly unfortunate

families that use it, accursed in their progeny, and, as common

experience evinceth, accursed themselves in all their proceedings. With

what face (as [2042]he quotes out of Aust.) can they expect a blessing

or inheritance from Christ in heaven, that defraud Christ of his

inheritance here on earth? I would all our simoniacal patrons, and such

as detain tithes, would read those judicious tracts of Sir Henry

Spelman, and Sir James Sempill, knights; those late elaborate and

learned treatises of Dr. Tilslye, and Mr. Montague, which they have

written of that subject. But though they should read, it would be to

small purpose, clames licet et mare coelo Confundas; thunder, lighten,

preach hell and damnation, tell them 'tis a sin, they will not believe

it; denounce and terrify, they have [2043]cauterised consciences, they

do not attend, as the enchanted adder, they stop their ears. Call them

base, irreligious, profane, barbarous, pagans, atheists, epicures, (as

some of them surely are) with the bawd in Plautus, Euge, optime, they

cry and applaud themselves with that miser, [2044]simul ac nummos

contemplor in arca: say what you will, quocunque modo rem: as a dog

barks at the moon, to no purpose are your sayings: Take your heaven,

let them have money. A base, profane, epicurean, hypocritical rout: for

my part, let them pretend what zeal they will, counterfeit religion,

blear the world's eyes, bombast themselves, and stuff out their

greatness with church spoils, shine like so many peacocks; so cold is

my charity, so defective in this behalf, that I shall never think

better of them, than that they are rotten at core, their bones are full

of epicurean hypocrisy, and atheistical marrow, they are worse than

heathens. For as Dionysius Halicarnassaeus observes, Antiq. Rom. lib.

7. [2045]Primum locum, &c. Greeks and Barbarians observe all religious

rites, and dare not break them for fear of offending their gods; but

our simoniacal contractors, our senseless Achans, our stupefied

patrons, fear neither God nor devil, they have evasions for it, it is

no sin, or not due jure divino, or if a sin, no great sin, &c. And

though they be daily punished for it, and they do manifestly perceive,

that as he said, frost and fraud come to foul ends; yet as

[2046]Chrysostom follows it Nulla ex poena sit correctio, et quasi

adversis malitia hominum provocetur, crescit quotidie quod puniatur:

they are rather worse than better,—iram atque animos a crimine sumunt,

and the more they are corrected, the more they offend: but let them

take their course, [2047]Rode caper vites, go on still as they begin,

'tis no sin, let them rejoice secure, God's vengeance will overtake

them in the end, and these ill-gotten goods, as an eagle's feathers,

[2048] will consume the rest of their substance; it is [2049]aurum

Tholosanum, and will produce no better effects. [2050]Let them lay it

up safe, and make their conveyances never so close, lock and shut door,

saith Chrysostom, yet fraud and covetousness, two most violent thieves

are still included, and a little gain evil gotten will subvert the rest

of their goods. The eagle in Aesop, seeing a piece of flesh now ready

to be sacrificed, swept it away with her claws, and carried it to her

nest; but there was a burning coal stuck to it by chance, which

unawares consumed her young ones, nest, and all together. Let our

simoniacal church-chopping patrons, and sacrilegious harpies, look for

no better success.

A second cause is ignorance, and from thence contempt, successit odium

in literas ab ignorantia vulgi; which [2051]Junius well perceived: this

hatred and contempt of learning proceeds out of [2052]ignorance; as

they are themselves barbarous, idiots, dull, illiterate, and proud, so

they esteem of others. Sint Mecaenates, non deerunt Flacce Marones: Let

there be bountiful patrons, and there will be painful scholars in all

sciences. But when they contemn learning, and think themselves

sufficiently qualified, if they can write and read, scramble at a piece

of evidence, or have so much Latin as that emperor had, [2053]qui

nescit dissimulare, nescit vivere, they are unfit to do their country

service, to perform or undertake any action or employment, which may

tend to the good of a commonwealth, except it be to fight, or to do

country justice, with common sense, which every yeoman can likewise do.

And so they bring up their children, rude as they are themselves,

unqualified, untaught, uncivil most part. [2054]Quis e nostra juventute

legitime instituitur literis? Quis oratores aut Philosophos tangit?

quis historiam legit, illam rerum agendarum quasi animam? praecipitant

parentes vota sua, &c. 'twas Lipsius' complaint to his illiterate

countrymen, it may be ours. Now shall these men judge of a scholar's

worth, that have no worth, that know not what belongs to a student's

labours, that cannot distinguish between a true scholar and a drone? or

him that by reason of a voluble tongue, a strong voice, a pleasing

tone, and some trivially polyanthean helps, steals and gleans a few

notes from other men's harvests, and so makes a fairer show, than he

that is truly learned indeed: that thinks it no more to preach, than to

speak, [2055]or to run away with an empty cart; as a grave man said:

and thereupon vilify us, and our pains; scorn us, and all learning.

[2056] Because they are rich, and have other means to live, they think

it concerns them not to know, or to trouble themselves with it; a

fitter task for younger brothers, or poor men's sons, to be pen and

inkhorn men, pedantical slaves, and no whit beseeming the calling of a

gentleman, as Frenchmen and Germans commonly do, neglect therefore all

human learning, what have they to do with it? Let mariners learn

astronomy; merchants, factors study arithmetic; surveyors get them

geometry; spectacle-makers optics; land-leapers geography; town-clerks

rhetoric, what should he do with a spade, that hath no ground to dig;

or they with learning, that have no use of it? thus they reason, and

are not ashamed to let mariners, apprentices, and the basest servants,

be better qualified than themselves. In former times, kings, princes,

and emperors, were the only scholars, excellent in all faculties.

Julius Caesar mended the year, and writ his own Commentaries,

[2057]———media inter prealia semper,

Stellarum coelique plagis, superisque vacavit.

[2058]Antonius, Adrian, Nero, Seve. Jul. &c. [2059]Michael the emperor,

and Isacius, were so much given to their studies, that no base fellow

would take so much pains: Orion, Perseus, Alphonsus, Ptolomeus, famous

astronomers; Sabor, Mithridates, Lysimachus, admired physicians:

Plato's kings all: Evax, that Arabian prince, a most expert jeweller,

and an exquisite philosopher; the kings of Egypt were priests of old,

chosen and from thence,—Idem rex hominum, Phoebique sacerdos: but those

heroical times are past; the Muses are now banished in this bastard

age, ad sordida tuguriola, to meaner persons, and confined alone almost

to universities. In those days, scholars were highly beloved,

[2060]honoured, esteemed; as old Ennius by Scipio Africanus, Virgil by

Augustus; Horace by Meceanas: princes' companions; dear to them, as

Anacreon to Polycrates; Philoxenus to Dionysius, and highly rewarded.

Alexander sent Xenocrates the philosopher fifty talents, because he was

poor, visu rerum, aut eruditione praestantes viri, mensis olim regum

adhibiti, as Philostratus relates of Adrian and Lampridius of Alexander

Severus: famous clerks came to these princes' courts, velut in Lycaeum,

as to a university, and were admitted to their tables, quasi divum

epulis accumbentes; Archilaus, that Macedonian king, would not

willingly sup without Euripides, (amongst the rest he drank to him at

supper one night, and gave him a cup of gold for his pains) delectatus

poetae suavi sermone; and it was fit it should be so; because as

[2061]Plato in his Protagoras well saith, a good philosopher as much

excels other men, as a great king doth the commons of his country; and

again, [2062]quoniam illis nihil deest, et minime egere solent, et

disciplinas quas profitentur, soli a contemptu vindicare possunt, they

needed not to beg so basely, as they compel [2063]scholars in our times

to complain of poverty, or crouch to a rich chuff for a meal's meat,

but could vindicate themselves, and those arts which they professed.

Now they would and cannot: for it is held by some of them, as an axiom,

that to keep them poor, will make them study; they must be dieted, as

horses to a race, not pampered, [2064]Alendos volunt, non saginandos,

ne melioris mentis flammula extinguatur; a fat bird will not sing, a

fat dog cannot hunt, and so by this depression of theirs [2065]some

want means, others will, all want [2066]encouragement, as being

forsaken almost; and generally contemned. 'Tis an old saying, Sint

Mecaenates, non deerunt Flacce Marones, and 'tis a true saying still.

Yet oftentimes I may not deny it the main fault is in ourselves. Our

academics too frequently offend in neglecting patrons, as [2067]Erasmus

well taxeth, or making ill choice of them; negligimus oblatos aut

amplectimur parum aptos, or if we get a good one, non studemus mutuis

officiis favorem ejus alere, we do not ply and follow him as we should.

Idem mihi accidit Adolescenti (saith Erasmus) acknowledging his fault,

et gravissime peccavi, and so may [2068]I say myself, I have offended

in this, and so peradventure have many others. We did not spondere

magnatum favoribus, qui caeperunt nos amplecti, apply ourselves with

that readiness we should: idleness, love of liberty, immodicus amor

libertatis effecit ut diu cum perfidis amicis, as he confesseth, et

pertinaci pauperate colluctarer, bashfulness, melancholy, timorousness,

cause many of us to be too backward and remiss. So some offend in one

extreme, but too many on the other, we are most part too forward, too

solicitous, too ambitious, too impudent; we commonly complain deesse

Maecenates, of want of encouragement, want of means, when as the true

defect is in our own want of worth, our insufficiency: did Maecenas

take notice of Horace or Virgil till they had shown themselves first?

or had Bavius and Mevius any patrons? Egregium specimen dent, saith

Erasmus, let them approve themselves worthy first, sufficiently

qualified for learning and manners, before they presume or impudently

intrude and put themselves on great men as too many do, with such base

flattery, parasitical colloguing, such hyperbolical elogies they do

usually insinuate that it is a shame to hear and see. Immodicae laudes

conciliant invidiam, potius quam laudem, and vain commendations

derogate from truth, and we think in conclusion, non melius de laudato,

pejus de laudante, ill of both, the commender and commended. So we

offend, but the main fault is in their harshness, defect of patrons.

How beloved of old, and how much respected was Plato to Dionysius? How

dear to Alexander was Aristotle, Demeratus to Philip, Solon to Croesus,

Auexarcus and Trebatius to Augustus, Cassius to Vespasian, Plutarch to

Trajan, Seneca to Nero, Simonides to Hieron? how honoured?

[2069]Sed haec prius fuere, nunc recondita

Senent quiete,

those days are gone; Et spes, et ratio studiorum in Caesare tantum:

[2070] as he said of old, we may truly say now, he is our amulet, our

[2071]sun, our sole comfort and refuge, our Ptolemy, our common

Maecenas, Jacobus munificus, Jacobus pacificus, mysta Musarum, Rex

Platonicus: Grande decus, columenque nostrum: a famous scholar himself,

and the sole patron, pillar, and sustainer of learning: but his worth

in this kind is so well known, that as Paterculus of Cato, Jam ipsum

laudare nefas sit: and which [2072] Pliny to Trajan. Seria te carmina,

honorque aeternus annalium, non haec brevis et pudenda praedicatio

colet. But he is now gone, the sun of ours set, and yet no night

follows, Sol occubuit, nox nulla sequuta est. We have such another in

his room, [2073]aureus alter. Avulsus, simili frondescit virga metallo,

and long may he reign and flourish amongst us.

Let me not be malicious, and lie against my genius, I may not deny, but

that we have a sprinkling of our gentry, here and there one,

excellently well learned, like those Fuggeri in Germany; Dubartus, Du

Plessis, Sadael, in France; Picus Mirandula, Schottus, Barotius, in

Italy; Apparent rari nantes in gurgite vasto. But they are but few in

respect of the multitude, the major part (and some again excepted, that

are indifferent) are wholly bent for hawks and hounds, and carried away

many times with intemperate lust, gaming and drinking. If they read a

book at any time (si quod est interim otii a venatu, poculis, alea,

scortis) 'tis an English Chronicle, St. Huon of Bordeaux, Amadis de

Gaul, &c., a play-book, or some pamphlet of news, and that at such

seasons only, when they cannot stir abroad, to drive away time,

[2074]their sole discourse is dogs, hawks, horses, and what news? If

some one have been a traveller in Italy, or as far as the emperor's

court, wintered in Orleans, and can court his mistress in broken

French, wear his clothes neatly in the newest fashion, sing some choice

outlandish tunes, discourse of lords, ladies, towns, palaces, and

cities, he is complete and to be admired: [2075]otherwise he and they

are much at one; no difference between the master and the man, but

worshipful titles; wink and choose betwixt him that sits down (clothes

excepted) and him that holds the trencher behind him: yet these men

must be our patrons, our governors too sometimes, statesmen,

magistrates, noble, great, and wise by inheritance.

Mistake me not (I say again) Vos o Patritius sanguis, you that are

worthy senators, gentlemen, I honour your names and persons, and with

all submissiveness, prostrate myself to your censure and service. There

are amongst you, I do ingenuously confess, many well-deserving patrons,

and true patriots, of my knowledge, besides many hundreds which I never

saw, no doubt, or heard of, pillars of our commonwealth, [2076]whose

worth, bounty, learning, forwardness, true zeal in religion, and good

esteem of all scholars, ought to be consecrated to all posterity; but

of your rank, there are a debauched, corrupt, covetous, illiterate crew

again, no better than stocks, merum pecus (testor Deum, non mihi videri

dignos ingenui hominis appellatione) barbarous Thracians, et quis ille

thrax qui hoc neget? a sordid, profane, pernicious company,

irreligious, impudent and stupid, I know not what epithets to give

them, enemies to learning, confounders of the church, and the ruin of a

commonwealth; patrons they are by right of inheritance, and put in

trust freely to dispose of such livings to the church's good; but (hard

taskmasters they prove) they take away their straw, and compel them to

make their number of brick: they commonly respect their own ends,

commodity is the steer of all their actions, and him they present in

conclusion, as a man of greatest gifts, that will give most; no penny,

[2077]no paternoster, as the saying is. Nisi preces auro fulcias,

amplius irritas: ut Cerberus offa, their attendants and officers must

be bribed, feed, and made, as Cerberus is with a sop by him that goes

to hell. It was an old saying, Omnia Romae venalia (all things are

venal at Rome,) 'tis a rag of Popery, which will never be rooted out,

there is no hope, no good to be done without money. A clerk may offer

himself, approve his [2078]worth, learning, honesty, religion, zeal,

they will commend him for it; but [2079]probitas laudatur et alget. If

he be a man of extraordinary parts, they will flock afar off to hear

him, as they did in Apuleius, to see Psyche: multi mortales confluebant

ad videndum saeculi decus, speculum gloriosum, laudatur ab omnibus,

spectatur ob omnibus, nec quisquam non rex, non regius, cupidus ejus

nuptiarium petitor accedit; mirantur quidem divinam formam omnes, sed

ut simulacrum fabre politum mirantur; many mortal men came to see fair

Psyche the glory of her age, they did admire her, commend, desire her

for her divine beauty, and gaze upon her; but as on a picture; none

would marry her, quod indotato, fair Psyche had no money. [2080]So they

do by learning;

[2081]———didicit jam dives avarus

Tantum admirari, tantum laudare disertos,

Ut pueri Junonis avem———

Your rich men have now learn'd of latter days

T'admire, commend, and come together

To hear and see a worthy scholar speak,

As children do a peacock's feather.

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