"The Antient Magi, Druids, Cabbalists, The Brachmans, Sybils, and Gymnosophists With all that Occult Arts haberdash And make so many mancies, doe but trash By retaile vend, and may for Pedlars goe: Your richer merchandise doth make them soe. The Stagarite must with his Murnival Of Elements, Galen of Humours call In all their suit, or your new Art, Without them, makes their good old cause to smart. Vulgar Physitians cannot look for more Patients, then such which doe need hellibore: When Rosie Crucian Power can revive The dead, and keep old men in youth alive. Had you not call'd your work the Holy Guide, It would have puzzled all the world beside To have Baptized it with a name so fit And Adaequate to what's contain'd in it; Should it be styled the Encyclopaedy Of Curious Arts, or term'd a Mystery In folio, or be named the Vatican Reduc'd unto an Enchiridion, Or all the Hermae in a Senary, The Urim and Thummim of Philosophy, The Art of Hieroglyphicks so revealed And like the Apocalyps they are conceal'd Or th' Orthodoxall Parodox, or all Discover'd, which men still a wonder call; Or th' Magna Charta of all Sciences, And he that names it cannot call it less, The Book and Title might have well agreed; Yet men have questioned if into their Creed They should have put your Article, but Now The name of holy none dare disallow When so much learning doth in one exist Heydon, not Hermes, shall be Trismegist. And if the Right Reverend of Levi's Tribe Do Hallow it, I cannot but subscribe. Myself your Friend and Servant, THOS. FYGE." "Now there are," says John Heydon, "a kind of men as they themselves report, named Rosie Crucians; a divine Fraternity that inhabite the suburbs of Heaven, and these are the Officers of the Generalissimo of the world, that are as the eyes and eares of the great King, seeing and hearing all things; they say these R. C. are seraphically illuminated, as Moses was, according to this Order of the Elements; Earth refyn'd to Water, Water to Air, Air to Fire. So if a man be one of the Heroes, of a Heros, a Damon, or good Genius, if a Genius, a partaker of divine things, and a Companion of the holy Company of unbodied Souls and immortall Angells, and according to their vehicles, a versatile life, turning themselves Proteus-like into any shape.