And first, for the Element that I use to trade in, which is the Air, an
element of more worth than weight, an element that doubtless exceeds
both the Earth and Water; for though I sometimes deal in both, yet the
air is most properly mine, I and my Hawks use that most, and it yields
us most recreation. It stops not the high soaring of my noble, generous
Falcon; in it she ascends to such a height as the dull eyes of beasts
and fish are not able to reach to; their bodies are too gross for such
high elevations; in the Air my troops of Hawks soar up on high, and when
they are lost in the sight of men, then they attend upon and converse
with the Gods; therefore I think my Eagle is so justly styled Jove's
servant in ordinary: and that very Falcon, that I am now going to see,
deserves no meaner a title, for she usually in her flight endangers
herself, like the son of Daedalus, to have her wings scorched by the
sun's heat, she flies so near it, but her mettle makes her careless of
danger; for she then heeds nothing, but makes her nimble pinions cut the
fluid air, and so makes her highway over the steepest mountains and
deepest rivers, and in her glorious career looks with contempt upon
those high steeples and magnificent palaces which we adore and wonder
at; from which height, I can make her to descend by a word from my
mouth, which she both knows and obeys, to accept of meat from my hand,
to own me for her Master, to go home with me, and be willing the next
day to afford me the like recreation.
And more; this element of air which I profess to trade in, the worth of
it is such, and it is of such necessity, that no creature whatsoever--not
only those numerous creatures that feed on the face of the earth, but
those various creatures that have their dwelling within the waters,
every creature that hath life in its nostrils, stands in need of my
element. The waters cannot preserve the Fish without air, witness the
not breaking of ice in an extreme frost; the reason is, for that if the
inspiring and expiring organ of any animal be stopped, it suddenly
yields to nature, and dies. Thus necessary is air, to the existence both
of Fish and Beasts, nay, even to Man himself; that air, or breath of
life, with which God at first inspired mankind, he, if he wants it, dies
presently, becomes a sad object to all that loved and beheld him, and in
an instant turns to putrefaction.
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