bee taken cautiously, for many wise men have been destroyed by it before their time. _Alch._ And what say you Sir, Is it poison? _Vox_, Hast not thou heard that a great flame of fire destroyes a little one? There were many Philosophers, which received the Art from other mens experience, which did not so throughly search into the vertue of the Medicine; yea, by how much the more powerfull, subtiler the Medicine was, it seemed to them to bee the more wholsome; and if one grain of it can passe through many thousands of Metalls, much more Mans body. _Alch._ Sir, How then must it be used? _Vox_, It must bee so used, that it may strengthen the Naturall heat, but not overcome it. _Alch._ Sir, I know how to make such a Medicine. _Vox_, Thou art happy if thou dost know. For the blood of that Sulphur is that intrinsecall vertue, and siccity that turnes, and congeals Quicksilver, and all Metalls into Gold, and Mens bodies into health. _Alch._ Sir, I know how to make oyle of Sulphur, which is prepared with calcined Crystalls; I know also another, which is done by a Bell. _Vox_, Certainly then thou art a Philosopher of that Assembly; for thou dost understand, and expound my words aright, as also, unlesse I am deceived, of all the Philosophers. _Alch._ Sir, Is not this oyle the blood of Sulphur? _Vox_, O Friend! the blood of Sulphur is not given to any but to those, who know how to set him free from prison. _Alch._ Sir, doth Sulphur know any thing in the Metalls? _Vox_, I told thee, that hee knows all things, and especially in Metalls, but his Keepers know that there he could bee easily set at liberty, wherefore they keep him there bound fast in most strong prisons, so that hee cannot breath, and they are afraid lest hee should come into the Kings palace. _Alch._ Is hee imprisoned so in all Metalls? _Vox_, In all; but not alike, in some not so strictly. _Alch._ Sir, And why in Metalls in such a tyrannicall manner? _Vox_, Because hee would stand in awe of them no longer, when hee shall once come to his Kingly palaces, for then hee can be seen, and looke freely out of the windows; because there he is in his proper Kingdome, although not yet as hee desires. _Alch._ Sir, and what doth hee eat? _Vox_, His meat is wind, when hee is at liberty, it is decocted; but in prison hee is constrained to eat it raw. _Alch._ Sir, Can those enmities betwixt him and his Keepers bee reconciled? _Vox_, Yes, if any one were so wise. _Alch._ Why doth not he treat with them concerning a pacification? _Vox_, That hee cannot doe by himselfe, because presently hee waxeth hot with anger, and rage. _Alch._ Let him doe it by a Commissioner. _Vox_, Certainly hee would bee the most happy man in the world, and worthy of eternall memory, who could tell how to make peace betwixt them; but this no man can doe but hee that is very wise, and can agree with his Mother, and have co-intelligence with her: for if they were friends, one would not hinder the other, but joining their forces