Mysteries of the Rosie Cross: Or, the History of that Curious Sect of the Middle Ages, Known as the Rosicrucians; with Examples of their Pretensions and Claims as Set Forth in the Writings of Their Leaders and DisciplesAnonymous
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Mysteries of the Rosie Cross: Or, the History of that Curious Sect of the Middle Ages, Known as the Rosicrucians; with Examples of their Pretensions and Claims as Set Forth in the Writings of Their Leaders and Disciples
Anonymous
Rosicrucians
In this first encounter I was ready to despair, for inasmuch as some of
them shoved me so forcibly, and I could yet see nothing I could think no
other but that God, for my curiosity, had suffered me to miscarry. Now
these invisible barbers carefully gathered up the hair which was cut off
and carried it away with them. After which the two pages entered again,
and heartily laughed at me for being so terrified. But they had scarcely
spoken a few words with me when again a little bell began to ring, which
was to give notice for assembling, whereupon they willed me rise, and
through many walks, doors, and winding stairs lighted me into a spacious
hall. In this room was a great multitude of guests, emperors, kings,
princes, and lords, noble and ignoble, rich and poor, and all sorts of
people, at which I hugely marvelled, and thought to myself, ah, how gross
a fool hast thou been to engage upon this journey with so much bitterness
and toil, when here are even those fellows whom thou well knowest, and yet
had'st never any reason to esteem. They are now all here, and thou with
all thy prayers and supplications art hardly got in at last. This, and
more, the devil at that time injected, whom I notwithstanding (as well as
I could) directed to the issue. Meantime one or other of my acquaintance
here and there spake to me: Oh Brother Rosencreutz! art thou here too?
Yea, my brethren, replied I, the grace of God hath helped me in also; at
which they raised a mighty laughter, looking upon it as ridiculous that
there should be need of God in so slight an occasion. Now having demanded
each of them concerning his way, and found that most were forced to
clamber over the rocks, certain trumpets (none of which we saw) began to
sound to the table, whereupon they all seated themselves, everyone as he
judged himself above the rest, so that for me and some other sorry fellows
there was hardly a little nook left at the lower-most table. Presently the
two pages entered, and one of them said grace; after this meat was brought
in, and albeit none could be seen, yet everything was so orderly managed,
that it seemed to me as if every guest had had his proper attendant. Now
my artists having somewhat recruited themselves, and the wine having a
little removed shame from their hearts, they presently began to vaunt and
brag of their abilities. One would prove this, another that, and commonly
the most sorry idiots made the loudest noise. Ah, when I call to mind what
preternatural and impossible enterprises I then heard, I am still ready to
vomit at it. In fine they never kept in their order, but whenever one
rascal here, another there, could insinuate himself in between the nobles;
then pretended they the finishing of such adventures as neither Sampson
nor yet Hercules with all their strength could ever have achieved. This
would discharge Atlas of his burden; the other would again draw forth the
three-headed Cerberus out of Hell. In brief, every man had his own prate,
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