Search while thou wilt, and let thy reason go, To ransome truth, even to th' Abyss below; Rally the scattered Causes; and that line Which Nature twists, be able to untwine It is thy Makers will, for unto none, But unto reason can he e'er be known. The Devils do know Thee, but those damn'd Meteors Build not thy Glory, but confound thy Creatures. Teach my indeavours so thy works to read, That learning them in thee, I may proceed. Give thou my reason that instructive flight, Whose weary wings may on thy hands still light. Teach me to soar aloft, yet ever so, When neer the Sun, to stoop again below. Thus shall my humble Feathers safely hover, And, though near Earth, more than the Heavens discover And then at last, when homeward I shall drive, Rich with the Spoils of nature to my hive, There will I sit like that industrious Flie, Buzzing thy praises, which shall never die, Till death abrupts them, and succeeding Glory Bid me go on in a more lasting story. And this is almost all wherein an humble Creature may endeavour to requite and some way to retribute unto his Creator: for if not he that saith, _Lord, Lord_, but _he that doth the will of his Father, shall be saved_; certainly our wills must be our performances, and our intents make out our Actions; otherwise our pious labours shall find anxiety in our Graves, and our best endeavours not hope, but fear a resurrection. [10] Γνῶθι σεαυτὸν, Nosce teipsum. SECT. 14 There is but one first cause, and four second causes of all things; some are without efficient, as God; others without matter, as Angels; some without form, as the first matter: but every Essence created or uncreated, hath its final cause, and some positive end both of its Essence and Operation; this is the cause I grope after in the works of Nature; on this hangs the providence of God: to raise so beauteous a structure as the World and the Creatures thereof, was but his Art; but their sundry and divided operations, with their predestinated ends, are from the Treasure of his wisdom. In the causes, nature, and affections of the Eclipses of the Sun and Moon, there is most excellent speculation; but to profound farther, and to contemplate a reason why his providence hath so disposed and ordered their motions in that vast circle as to conjoyn and obscure each other, is a sweeter piece of Reason, and a diviner point of Philosophy; therefore sometimes, and in some things, there appears to me as much Divinity in _Galen_ his books _De Usu Partium_, as in _Suarez_ Metaphysicks: Had _Aristotle_ been as curious in the enquiry of this cause as he was of the other, he had not left behind him an imperfect piece of Philosophy, but an absolute tract of Divinity. SECT. 15