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
and yet the great lords were so simple that they believed their pretences,
and the rogues so audacious, that although one or other of them was here
and there rapped over the fingers with a knife, yet they flinched not at
it, but when any one perchance had filched a gold chain, then would all
hazard for the like. I saw one who heard the rustling of the heavens. The
second could see Plato's ideas. A third could number Democritus's atoms.
There were also not a few pretenders to perpetual motion. Many an one (in
my opinion) had good understanding, but assumed too much to himself, to
his own destruction. Lastly, there was one also who would needs out of
hand persuade us that he saw the servitors who attended, and would still
have pursued his contention, had not one of those invisible waiters
reached him so handsome a cuff upon his lying muzzle, that not only he,
but many who were by him became as mute as mice. But it best of all
pleased me, that all those, of whom I had any esteem were very quiet in
their business, and made no loud cry of it, but acknowledged themselves to
be _misunderstanding_ men, to whom the mysteries of nature were too high,
and they themselves much too small. In this tumult I had almost cursed the
day wherein I came hither, for I could not but with anguish behold that
those lewd vain people were above at the board, but I in so sorry a place
could not, however, rest in peace, one of those rascals scornfully
reproaching me for a motley fool. Now I thought not that there was yet one
gate behind, through which we must pass, but imagined I was during the
whole wedding, to continue in this scorn, contempt and indignity, which
yet I had at no time deserved, either of the Lord Bridegroom or the Bride,
and therefore (in my opinion) he should have done well to have sought out
some other fool to his wedding than me. Behold, to such impatience doth
the iniquity of this world reduce simple hearts. But this really was one
part of my lameness, whereof I dreamed. And truly this clamour the longer
it lasted, the more it increased. For there were already those who boasted
of false and imaginary visions, and would persuade us of palpably lying
dreams. Now there sat by me a very fine quiet man, who oftentimes
discoursed of excellent matters, at length he said, Behold, my brother, if
any one should now come who were willing to instruct these blockish people
in the right way, would he be heard? No, verily, replied I. The world,
said he, is now resolved (whatever comes on it) to be cheated, and cannot
abide to give ear to those who intend its good. Seest thou also that same
coxcomb, with what whimsical figures and foolish conceits he allures
others to him. There, one makes mouths at the people with unheard of
mysterious words. Yet believe me in this, the time is now coming when
those shameful Vizards shall be plucked off, and all the world shall know
what vagabond impostors were concealed behind them. Then perhaps that will
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