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A08014 The terrors of the night or, A discourse of apparitions. Tho: Nashe Nash, Thomas, 1567-1601. 1594 (1594) STC 18379; ESTC S110111 29,458 60

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Rome the onely constant frend hee had in his vngratefull extrusion amongst the Getes and writ to him thus Qui quod es idverè Care vocaris And in another Elegie O mihi post nullos Care memorande sodales Much more may I acknowledge all redundant prostrate vassailage to the royall descended Familie of the Careys but for whom my spirit long ere this had expyred and my pen seru'd as a puniard to gall my owne hart Why doo I vse so much circumstance and in a streame on which none but gnats and flies doo swimme sound Fames trumpet like Triton to call a number of foolish skiffes and light cock-boates toparley Feare if I be not deceiud was the last pertinent matter I had vnder my displing from which I feare I haue strayed beyond my limits and yet feare hath no limits for to hell and beyond hell it sinkes downe and penetrates But this was my position that the feare of anie expected cuill is worse than the euill it selfe which by dyuers comparisons I confirmed Now to visions and apparitions againe as fast as I can trudge The glasses of our sight in the night are like the prospectiue glasses one Hostius made in Rome which represented the images of things farre greater than they were each moate in the darke they make a monster and euerie sleight glimmering a giant Asolitarie man in his bed is like a poore bed-red lazer lying by the high way side vnto whose displaied wounds and sores a number of stinging flyes doo swarme for pastance and beuerage his naked wounds are his inward hart-griping woes the waspes and flyes his idle wandering thoughts who to that secret smarting paine he hath alreadie do adde a further sting of impatience and new lanch his sleeping griefes and vexations Questionlesse this is an vnrefutable consequence that the man who is mocked of his fortune he that hath consumed his braines to compasse prosperitie and meetes with no counteruaylement in hir likenesse but hedge wine and leane mutton and peraduenture some halfe eid good looks that can hardly be discerned from winking this poore piteous perplexed miscreant either finallie lie despaire or like a lanke frost-bitten plant looseth hys vigor or spirit by little and little anie terror the least illusion in the earth is a Cacodaemon vnto him His soule hath left his bodie for why it is flying after these ayrie incorporeate Courtly promises and glittring painted allurements which when they vanish to nothing it lykewise vanisheth with them Excessiue ioy no lesse hath his desectiue and ioylesse operations the spleene into water it melteth so that except it be some momentarie bubbles of mirth nothing it yeelds but a cloying surfet of repentance Diuers instances haue we of men whom too much sodaine coment and ouer-rauished delight hath brought vntimely to their graues Foure or fiue I haue read of whom the very extremitie of laughter hath bereft of their liues whereby I gather that euen such another pernitious sweete superfluous mirth is to the sence as a surfet of honnie to a mans stomacke than the which there is nothing more dangerous Bee it as dangerous as it will it cannot but be an easie kinde of death It is like one that is stung with an Aspis who in the midst of his paine falls delighted asleepe and in that suauitie of slumber surrenders the ghost whereas hee whom greefe vndertakes to bring to his end hath his hart gnawenin sunder by little little with vultures like Prometheus But this is nothing you will obiect to our iourneys ende of apparitions Yes altogether for of the ouerswelling superabundance of ioy and greefe wee frame to our selues most of our melancholy dreames and visions There is an olde philosophicall common Prouerbe Vnusquisque fingit fortunam sibi Euerie one shapes hys owne fortune as he lists More aptly may it be said Euerie one shapes his owne feares and fancies as he list In all points our brains are like the firmament and exhale in euerie respect the like grose mistempred vapors and meteors of the more foeculent combustible ayrie matter whereof afrighting formes and monstrous images innumerable are created but of the slymie vnweeldier drossie part dull melancholy or drousines And as the firmament is still moouing and working so vncessant is the wheeling and rolling on of our braines which euerie hower are tempring some newe peece of prodigie or other and turmoyling mixing and changing the course of our thoughts I write not this for that I thinke there are no true apparitios or prodigies but to shew how easily we may be flouted if we take not great heed with our own anticke suppositions I will tell you a strange tale tending to this nature whether of true melancholy or true apparition I will not take vpon me to determine It was my chance in Februarie last to be in the Countrey some threescore myle off from London where a Gentleman of good worship and credit falling sicke the verie second day of his lying downe hee pretended to haue miraculous waking visions which before I enter to describe thus much I will informe ye by the way that at the reporting of them he was in perfect memorie nor had sicknes yet so tirannizd ouer him to make his tongue grow idle A wise graue sensible man he was euer reputed and so approou'd himselfe in all his actions in his life time This which I deliuer with manie preparatiue protestations to a great Man of this Land hee confidently avouched beleeue it or condemn it as you shal see cause for I leaue it to be censured in differently The first day of his distemprature he visibly saw as he affirmed al his chamber hung with silken nets and siluer hookes the diuell as it should seeme comming thether a fishing whereupon euery Pater noster while he lookt whether in the nets he should be entangled or with the hookes ensnared with the nets he feard to be strangled or smothred with the hooks to haue his throat scracht out and his flesh rent and mangled at length he knew not how they sodainly vanished and the whole chamber was clered Next a copanie of lusty sailers euerie one a sharker or a swaggerer at the least hauing made a braue voyage came carousing and quaffing in large siluer kans to his helth Fellowes they were that had good big pop mouths to crie Port a helme Saint George and knew as well as the best what belongs to haling of bolings yare and falling on the star-boord buttocke But to the issue of my tale their drunken proffers he vtterly put by and sayd hee highly scorned and detested both them and their hellish disguisings which notwithstanding they tost their cups to the skies and reeled and staggered vp and downe the roome like a ship shaking in the winde After all they danst Lustie gallant a drunken Danish Laualto or two and so departed For the third course rust tin a number of statcly diuels bringing in boystrous chests of massie