teacheth us, that _Light things doe alwayes tend upwards_, and _heavy things decline downeward_; Experience teacheth us otherwiſe, that the diſpoſition of a _Light_ Woman, is to fall downe, the nature of Women being contrary to all Art and Nature. Women are like _Flies_, which feed among us at our Table, or _Fleas_ ſucking our very blood, who leave not our moſt retired places free from their familiarity, yet for all their fellowſhip will they never bee tamed nor commanded by us. Women are like the _Sunne_, which is violently carryed one way, yet hath a proper courſe contrary: ſo though they, by the maſtery of ſome over-ruling churliſh Husbands, are forced to his Byas, yet have they a motion of their owne, which their Husbands never know of. It is the nature of nice and faſtidious mindes to know things onely to bee weary of them: Women by their ſlye _changeableneſſe_, and pleaſing doubleneſſe, prevent even the miſlike of thoſe, for they can never be ſo well knowne, but that there is ſtill more unknowne. Every Woman is a _Science_; for hee that plods upon a Woman all his life long, ſhall at length find himſelfe ſhort of the knowledge of her: they are borne to take downe the pride of wit, and ambition of wiſedome, making _fooles_ wiſe in the adventuring to winne them, _wiſemen_ fooles in conceit of loſing their labours; witty men ſtarke mad, being confounded with their uncertaineties. _Philoſophers_ write againſt them for ſpight, not deſert, that having attained to ſome knowledge in all other things, in them onely they know nothing, but are meerely ignorant: _Active_ and _Experienced_ men raile againſt them, becauſe they love in their liveleſſe and decrepit age, when all goodneſſe leaves them. Theſe envious _Libellers_ ballad againſt them, becauſe having nothing in themſelves able to deſerve their love, they maliciouſly diſcommend all they cannot obtaine, thinking to make men beleeve they know much, becauſe they are able to diſpraiſe much, and rage againſt _Inconſtancy_, when they were never admitted into ſo much favour as to be forſaken. In mine Opinion ſuch men are happy that Women are _Inconſtant_, for ſo may they chance to bee beloved of ſome excellent Women (when it comes to their turne) out of their _Inconſtancy_ and mutability, though not out of their owne deſert. And what reaſon is there to clog any Woman with one Man, bee hee never ſo ſingular? Women had rather, and it is farre better and more Iudiciall to enjoy all the vertues in ſeverall Men, than but ſome of them in one, for otherwiſe they loſe their taſte, like divers ſorts of meat minced together in one diſh: and to have all excellencies in one Man (if it were poſſible) is _Confuſion_ and _Diverſity_. Now who can deny, but ſuch as are obſtinately bent to undervalue their worth, are thoſe that have not ſoule enough to comprehend their excellency, Women being the moſt excellenteſt Creatures, in that Man is able to ſubject