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A56893 The visions of dom Francisco de Quevedo Villegas, knight of the Order of St. James made English by R.L.; SueƱos. English. 1667 Quevedo, Francisco de, 1580-1645.; L'Estrange, Roger, Sir, 1616-1704. 1667 (1667) Wing Q196; ESTC R24071 131,843 354

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went naked In the Dayes of Old One single Book of Laws and Ordinances was enough for the best Order'd Governments in the world But the Iustice of our Age is trickt up with Bills Parchments Writs and Labels and furnish't with Millions of Codes Digests Pandects Pleadings and Reports And what 's their use but to make wrangling a Science and to Embroil us in seditions Suits and Endless Trouble and Confusion We have had more books publish't this last Twenty years than in a Thousand before and there hardly passes a Term without a New Author in four or five Volumes at least under the Titles of Glosses Commentaries Cases Iudgments c. And the great strife is who writes Most not Best so that the whole Bulk is but a Body without a Soul and fitter for a Church-yard than a Study To say the Truth These Lawyers and Sollicitors are but so many Smoak-Merchants Sellers of Wind and Troublers of the Publick Peace If there were no Atturneys there would be no Suits if no Suits No Cheats No Serjeants No Catchpoles No Prisons If no Prisons no Iudges No Iudges No Passion No Passion No Bribery or Subornation See now what a Train of Mischiefs one wretched Pettyfogger draws after him If you go to him for Counsel he hears your Story Reads your Case and tells you very gravely Sir This is a Nice point and would be well handled Wee 'l see what the Law says And then he runs ye over with his Eye and Finger a matter of a Hundred Volums grumbling all the while like a Cat that Claws in her Play 'twixt jest and Earnest At last down comes the Book he shews ye the Law bids ye leave your Papers and hee 'l study the Question But your Cause is very good sayes he by what I see already and if you 'l come again in the Evening or to morrow morning I 'le tell ye more But pardon me Sir now I think on 't I am so full of Business at present It cannot be till Munday Next and then I 'm for ye When ye are to part and that you come to the Greasing of his Fift The best Thing in the World both for the Wit and Memory Good Lord Sir says he what do ye Mean I beseech you Sir Nay pray'e Sir and if he spyes you drawing back the Paw opens seizes the Guinneys and Good morrow Country man sayst thou me so quoth the good Fellow in the Glas stop me up close again as thou lov'st me then for the very Air of these Rascals will poyson me if ever I put my Head out of this Bottle till the whole Race of them be extinct In the mean time take this for a Rule He that would thrive by Law must fee his Enemies Counsel as well as his own But now ye talk of great Cheats what News of the Venetians Is Venice yet in the World or no In the World do ye say Yes marry Is 't said I and stands just where it did Why then quoth He I prethee give it to the Devil from me as a Token of my Love for 't is a Present equal to the severest Revenge Nothing can ever destroy that Republick but Conscience and then you 'l say 't is like to be Long-liv'd for if every man had his own it would not be left worth a Groat To speak freely 't is an od kind of Common-wealth 'T is the very Arsegut the Drain and Sink of Monarchies both in War and Peace It helps the Turk to Vex the Christians and the Christians to Gall the Turk and maintains it self to torment Both. The Inhabitants are neither Mores nor Christians as appears by a Venetian Captain in a Combat against a Christian Enemy Stand to 't my Masters says he Ye were Venetians before ye were Christians Enough enough of This cry'd the Necromancer and tell me how stand the people affected what Malecontents and Mutiners Mutiny said I is so Universal a Disease that every Kingdom is in Effect but a Great Hospital or rather a Bedlam for all men are mad to entertain the Disaffected There 's no stirring for me then quoth the Necromancer but pray'e commend me however to those busy Fools and tell them that carry what Face they will there 's Vanity and Ambition in the Pad Kings and Princes have in ●heir Nature much of Quick silver They are in perpetual Agitation and without any Repose Press them too hard that is to say beyond the Bounds of Duty and Reason and they are lost Ye may observe that your Guilders and great Dealers in Quick-silver are generally troubled with the Palsy and so should all Subjects Tremble that have to do with Majesty and better to do it at first out of Respect then afterward upon Force and Necessity But before I fall to pieces again as you saw me e'en now for better so than worse I beseech ye One word more and it shall be my Last Who 's King of Spain now You know said I that Phillip the 3d. is Dead Right quoth he A Prince of Incomparable Piety and Vertue or my stars deceive me After him said I came Philip the 4th If it be so quoth he Break break my Bottle immediately and help me out for I am resolv'd to try my Fortune in the world once again under the Reign of that Glorious Prince And with that word he dash't the Glass to pieces against a Rock crept out of his Case and away he ran I had a good mind to have kept him Company but as I was just about to start Let him go let him go cry'd one of the Dead and laid hold of my Arm He has Devillish Heeles and you 'l never overtake him So I staid and what should I see next but a wondrous Old Man whose Name might have been Bucephalus by his Head and the Hair on his Face might very well have stuff'd a Couple of Cushions take him together and you 'l find his Picture in the Map among the Savages I need not tell ye that I stared upon him sufficiently and he taking notice of it came to me and told me Friend says he My Spirit tells me that you are now in Pain to know who I am Understand that my Name is Nostradamus Are you the Author then quoth I of that Gallimaufry of Prophecyes that 's publish't in your Name Gallimaufry say'st thou Impudent and Barbarous Rascal that thou art to despise Misteries that are above thy Reach and to Revile the Secretary of the Stars and the Interpreter of the Destinyes Who is so Brutal as to doubt the Meaning of these Lines From second Causes This I gather Nought shall befal us Good or Ill Either upon the Land or Water But what the Great Disposer will Reprobated and besotted Villains that ye are what greater blessing could betide the world then the Accomplishment of this Prophecy would it not Establish Justice and Holyness and suppress all the vile suggestions and motions of the Devil Men would not then any longer set