Court came to St. Andrew's in Spain, where shipping himself with his train arrived safely at Portsmouth, about the beginning of October 1623; the news whereof being shortly brought into France, the Duke of Guise came to me, and said he found the Spaniards were not so able men as he thought, since they had neither married the Prince in their country, nor done any thing to break his match elsewhere; I answered that the Prince was more dexterious than that any secret practice of theirs could be put upon him; and as for violence I thought the Spaniard durst not offer it. The war against those of the religion continuing in France, Pere Segnerand, Confessor to the King, made a sermon before his Majesty upon the text, that we should forgive our enemies, upon which argument having said many good things, he at last distinguished forgiveness, and said, we were indeed to forgive our enemies but not the enemies of God, such as were hereticks, and particularly those of the religion; and that his Majesty, as the most Christian King, ought to extirpate them wheresoever they could be found. This particular being related to me, I thought fit to go to the Queen Mother without further ceremony, for she gave me leave to come to her chamber whensoever I would, without demanding audience, and to tell her, that though I did not usually intermeddle with matters handled within their pulpits yet because Pere Segnerand, who had the charge of the King's conscience, had spoken so violently against those of the religion, that his doctrine was not limited only to France, but might extend itself in its consequences beyond the seas, even to the dominions of the King my master; I could not but think it very unreasonable, and the rather, that as her Majesty well knew, that a treaty of marriage betwixt our Prince and the Princess her daughter was now began, for which reason I could do no less than humbly desire that such doctrines as these henceforth might be silenced, by some discreet admonition she might please to give to Pere Segnerand, or others that might speak to this purpose. The Queen though she seemed very willingly to hear me, yet handled the business so, that Pere Segnerand was together informed who had made this complaint against him, whereupon also he was so distempered, that by one Monsieur Gaellac a Provencall, his own countryman, he sent me this message; that he knew well who had accused him to her Majesty, and that he was sensible thereof, that he wisht me to be assured, that wheresoever I was in the world he would hinder my fortune. The answer I returned by Monsieur Gaellac was, that nothing in all France but a fryar or a woman durst have sent me such a message. Shortly after this, coming again to the Queen Mother, I told her that what I said concerning Pere Segnerand, was spoken with a good intention, and that my words were now discovered to him in that manner, that he sent me a very affronting message, adding after a merry fashion these words, that I thought Segnerand so malicious, that his malice was beyond the malice of women: the Queen being a little startled hereat, sayed, a moy femme et parler ainsi? To me a woman and say so? I replied gently, je parle a vôtre Majestê comme reyne et non pas comme femme; I speak to your Majesty as a Queen and not as a woman, and so took my leave of her. What Pere Segnerand did afterwards, in way of performing his threat I know not; but sure I am, that had I been ambitious of worldly greatness, I might have often rememberd his words; though as I ever loved my book and a private life, more than any busie Preferments, I did frustrate, and render vain his greatest power to hurt me. My book De Veritate prout distinguitur à revelatione verisimili, possibili, et à falso, having been begun by me in England, and formed there in all its principal parts, was about this time finished; all the spare hours which I could get from my visits and negotiations, being imployed to perfect this work, which was no sooner done, but that I communicated it to Hugo Grotius that great scholar, who having escaped his prison in the Low Countreys, came into France, and was much welcomed by me and Monsieur * Tieleners also, one of the greatest scholars of his time, who after they had perused it, and given it more commendations than is fit for me to repeat, exhorted me earnestly to print and publish * In the little book of Lord Herbert's verses, published after his death, is a copy addressed to Tilenus after the fatal Defluxion upon my arm. Daniel Tilenus was a theologic writer of that time. He wrote about Antichrist, and Animadversions on the Synod of Dort: some of his works were published at Paris. He was however a Silesian, and his true name might be Tieleners, latinized into Tilenus according to the pedantry of that time; as Groot was called Grotius, the similitude of whose studies might well connect him with Tieleners. it; howbeit as the frame of my whole book was so different from any thing which had been written heretofore, I found I must either renounce the authority of all that had written formerly, concerning the method of finding out truth, and consequently insist upon my own way, or hazard myself to a general censure, concerning the whole argument of my book; I must confess it did not a little animate me, that the two great persons abovementioned did so highly value it, yet as I knew it would meet with much opposition, I did consider whether it was not better for me a while to suppress it: being thus doubtfull in my chamber, one fair day in the summer, my casement being opened towards the south, the sun shining clear and no wind stirring, I took my book De Veritate in my hand, and kneeling on my knees devoutly said these words, O thou Eternal God, author of the light which now shines upon me, and giver of all inward illuminations, I do beseech thee of thy infinite goodness to pardon a greater request than a sinner ought to make; I am not satisfied enough whether I shall publish this book De Veritate; if it be for thy Glory, I beseech thee give me some sign from Heaven; if not I shall suppress it. I had no sooner spoken these words, but a loud though yet gentle noise came from the heavens (for it was like nothing on earth) which did so comfort and cheer me, that I took, my petition as granted, and that I had the sign I demanded, whereupon also I resolved to print my book: this (how strange soever it may seem) I protest before the Eternal God is true, neither am I any way superstitiously deceived herein, since I did not only clearly hear the noise, but in the serenest skye that ever I saw, being without all cloud, did to my thinking see the place from whence it came. And now I sent my book to be printed in Paris, at my own cost and charges, without suffering it to be divulged to others than to such as I thought might be worthy readers of it; though afterwards reprinting it in England, I not only dispersed it among the prime scholars of Europe, but was sent to not only from the nearest but furtherst of Christendom, to desire the sight of my book, for which they promised any thing I should desire by way of return, but hereof more amply in its place. The treaty of a match with France continuing still, it was thought fit for the concluding thereof, that the Earle of Carlisle and the Earle of Holland should be sent Extraordinary Ambassadors to France. No one is discreet but he that perceives himself to be simple: No one is knowing but he that knows himself: No one is mighty but he that conquers himself: No one is sensible but he that is aware of his misconception: No one is wise but he that understands his ignorance : for: No one is blind but he that sees not his own fault: No one is discerning but he that discerns his own failing; THE COUNSELS OF CATWG TO ASWR, THE SON OF Accuse thyself and not another : Abase thyself and not another: Teach thyself before thou teachest another: Know thyself in order to know another: Chastise thyself, chastise not another : Benefit thyself if thou wouldest benefit another: From seeing thyself more foolish than another, thou shalt be able to become wiser than another. SECRETS OF CABALISM. On the evening of the 29th of June 1555, in one of the narrow streets near the Poultry Compter, in London, a dark square-built ruffian, in a thrum cap and leathern jerkin, suddenly sprung forth from his hiding-place, and struck his dagger * Arch. of Wales, volume iii. page 15. + Ibid, volume iii. page 59. with all his force against the breast of a man passing by. "By my holidam," said the man, "that would have craved no thanks if my coat-hardy had been thinner—but thou shalt have a jape* for thy leman to know thee by,"-and flourishing a short gisarme, or double-pointed weapon, in his left hand with his right, on which he seemed to wear an iron glove, he stamped a sufficient mark on the assassin's face, and vanished in a moment. 66 Why, thou Lozel!" said another ruffian, starting from beneath a pent-house," wast playing at barley-break with a wooden knife? Thou wilt hardly earn twenty pounds this bout." "A plague on his cloak, Coniers!-he must have had a gambason under it.-Thou mayest earn the coin thyself;thou hast gotten a gold ring and twenty shillings in part payment." "Get thee gone to thy needle and baudekin again, like a woman's tailor as thou art! Thou hast struck a wrong man, and he has taken away thy nose that he may swear to the right one. That last quart of huff-cap made froth of thy brains." "My basilard is sharp enough for thee, I warrant," muttered his disappointed companion, as he drew his tough hyke or cloak over his bruises, and slunk into a darker alley. Meanwhile, the subject of their discourse and of their villainy strode with increased haste towards the Compter-prison, and inquired for the condemned prisoner John Bradford. The keeper knew Bishop Gardiner's secretary, and admitted him without hesitation, hoping that he brought terms of grace to the pious man, whose meek demeanour in the prison had won love from all about him. The secretary found him on his knees, as his custom was, eating his spare meal in that humble posture, and meditating with his hat drawn over his face. He rose to receive his visitor, and his tall slender person, held gracefully erect, aided a countenance which derived from a faint bloom and a beard of rich brown, an expression of youthful beauty such as a painter would not have deemed unworthy the great giver of the creed for which he suffered.t Gardiner's secretary unco *A fool's mark. + Some account of this extraordinary man may be found in Middleton's Biographia Evangelica. |