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A75719	Theatrum chemicum Britannicum· Containing severall poeticall pieces of our famous English philosophers, who have written the hermetique mysteries in their owne ancient language. / Faithfully collected into one volume, with annotations thereon, by Elias Ashmole, Esq. Qui est Mercuriophilus Anglicus. The first part.	Vaughan, Robert, engraver.; Cross, Thomas, fl. 1632-1682.; Ashmole, Elias, 1617-1692.	1652 (1652)	Wing A3987; Thomason E653_1; ESTC R205904	256,178	516

Corrosive and bitter substance Well fixed and hard of fusion rude in governance Mercury ys a Body if he be with a Substance moved Mixing one kinde with his kinde so schall he be loved One Spirit received wyth another the which of them be maine Is cause of ingeneration of every body Mettalyne Luna ys a pure white Body of clene Mercury Sulphur white ingendered And sche is a litle hard of fusion almost well fixed And sche is next cleanest in Tincture of whitenes Of Ponderosity light of Iupiter bearing his whitenes And soe after the Colour of that Erth ys Sulphuri and receptuall Some men do say ys engendered every Mettall But my Son the perfect worke of thys alteration I schall informe the true way of another fashion Now have I declared the working of the Bodies Mynerall Whereof they be ingendered after other mens sayings over all And as in place of the Erth one Body was fully wrought Soe must the artificiall Medicine be or else it ys nought Now will I declare the worthines of Mercury in speciall How sche ys the notablest Spirit that ys mynerall Most marvelous in working and in degree Sche ys called the Matter principallest of the three Also sche ys very subtile in many things artificiall Sche will both give and take Tincture most speciall To hym or of hym that sche loveth most best In speciall when sche ys warmed in her Nest My Son Mercury ys called the mightiest Flos florum And most royall and richest of all Singulorum Sche ys very Patron and Princes most royall And sche ys very Mother of every Mettall Sche ys Vegitable Animalle and Minerall Sche ys Foure in kinde and One in generall Sche ys Erth Aire Water and Fyre Among all other sche hath no Peere Sche kylleth and slayeth and also doth calcine Sche dyeth and also doth sche live againe Sche giveth lyfe and also ingression For joyntly sche ys three in one Sche ys a very frendly mixar The progeneration of a greate Elixar Sche ys both Body Soule and Spirite In Colour very red black and white Many be the wooers that hang on her tayle But sche will not with them I'deale They would her wedd against her will With foemen that liken her full ill Sche will deale with no manner of wight But with her Husband as it ys greate right With him sche will beare much fruite For he ys by nature of her selfe same sute My Son of hem Fooles have much dispight And therin such Fooles loose their light For sometymes he ys darke and sometymes bright For he ys lyke no other wight For if they have their kynde ingendering Their naturall foode and good keeping They schall increase frute by dene Very red and white King and Queene My Son in thys Scyence I doe deny All things that be discording truly All manner of Salts I doe defie And all manner of Sulphurs in waters of Corrosie Also Alloome Vitriall Auripigmentum and Haire Gold Silver Alkaly and Sandiver Honey Wax and Oyles or Calx else Gumms Galls and also Egg shells Also I defie Antimony Berrall and Christall Rosin Pitch also Amber Jett and Corrall Hearbs Dated Stones Marble or Tinglas If there come any of all these it ys the worse Also Berrills Gotts Hornes and Alome plome Good with them will none be done All things that discordeth from Mettall It ys contrary to thys worke in generall My Son many fooles to me have sought But they and I accord right nought I leave them there as I them finde And as Fooles I make them blinde For whych Mercury they have errd full sore And then when they had they could doe no more Therefor in Phylosophers sche bear'th the floower For sche ys King Prince and Emperour Yet my deare Son be thow not a knowne To Learned nor to Lewde to High nor to Low That thys worke standeth by Mercury and in her fire Her owne speciall Love both life and deare For he ys her Son sche ys hys Fright In whome sche worketh all her myght He ys her Son sche ys hys Mother Sche loveth him peramore and no other In Sol and Lune in her meeting ys all love For of Mercury only ys all her behove And with them sche worketh all her might But they may never increase on fright Therefor it ys possible to cast a Projection pure Upon a Million to make a perfect Body of tincture Wyth Medicine of Spirits well joyned and fixed It schall not be perceived where it ys well mixed And therefor if there com Silver or Gold in at thy Gate The which men use in Aoyne or in common Plate I sweare by God that all thys world hath wrought All thy labour and warke schall turne to nought For with what Mettall soever that Mercury be joyned Because of her Coldnes and Moistnes sche ys acloyd Put them never so close togeder sche will fume anon And when they come into the fire sche wil sone be gone Therefore Mercury hath a Lover that passeth them A thousandfold who so will him ken And he ys her Lover and her Leman sweete And so hys Councell sche will keepe Both in hys Chamber and also in hys Bedd Also alive and when they byne dead Seeke yee forth fooles as ye have sought For in all other things finde yee right nought Now my deare Son to thee I will indight The truth in word and deede I will write How that a precious Stone shal be made Thee to rejoyce and make thee full glad As I said in the 32. Chapter unto my Conclusion How I schould informe the truth after another fashion And to performe thys Scyence both in word and deede In making of our Medicine God must us speede The which ys called the greate Elixer And ys verily made with a stronge mixar The which is a Stone very Minerall And thow maist him wellgett ever all My Son thow schalt take to Mercury no other thing But Erth that 's heavy and hard and stiff standing The which in himselfe ys derke bright dry and cold To joyne them togeder thow maist be full bold One of them to 10 parts of that Water running most heaviest And they schalbe both one and to thy warke most mightiest Then hast thow Man and Woman togeder brought The which ys done by greate love in a thought The which two be both Spirits one Body most heaviest When they be in your Chamber and bed joyned in the Element lightest The which ys more bigger and bigger hott and dry And therein they will both kiss togeder neither weepe nor cry For when Erth and Water ys well mixed By the vertue of the lightest Element well hardned and fixed For before that time they be Water running both And then schall turne to fix body be they never so loath For in theyr bed they schall make a perpetuall Conjunction After the feeding of the light Element and of their proportion Soe schould they be decoct having the parfeit fixascion In the

perfytly consummate Thus under the moysture of the Moone And under the temperate hete of the Sonne Thy Elements shal be incynerate sone And then thow hast the Maistery wone Thanke God thy worke was then begon For there thow hast one token trew Whych fyrst in blacknes to thee wyll shew The hede of the Crow that tokyn call we And sum men call hyt the Crows byll Sum call hyt the Ashes of Hermes Tre And thus they name hyt after theyer wyll Our Tode of the Erth whych etyth hys fyll Sum name hyt by whych it ys mortyfycat The spyryt of the Erth wyth venome intoxycate But hyt hath Names I say to the infynyte For after each thyng that Blacke ys to syght Namyd hyt ys tyll the tyme that hyt wex Whyte For after blacknesse when yt wexeth bryght Then hath hyt names of more delyght After Whyte thyngs the Red after the same Rule of Red thyngs doth take hys name At the fyrst Gate now art thou in Of the Phylosophers Castle where they dwell Proceede wysely that thou may wyne In at mo Gates of that Castell Whych Castle ys round as any Bell And Gates hath Eleven yet mo One ys conquered now to the Second go The end of the first Gate OF SOLUTION The second Gate OF Solucion now wyll I speke a word or two Whych sheweth owt that err was hyd from syght And makyth intenuate thyngs that were thyk also By the vertue of our fyrst Menstrue clere and bryght In whych our Bodyes eclypsyd ben to syght And of ther hard and dry Compactyon subtylyat Into ther owne fyrst nature kyndly retrogradate One in Gender they be and in Nomber not so Whose Father the Son the Moone truly ys Mother The mean ys Mercury these two and no mo Be our Magnesia our Adrop and none other Thyngs there be but only Syster and Brother That ys to wene Agent and Pacyent Sulphure and Mercury coessentyall to our entent Betwyxt these two in qualyte cotraryose Ingendred ys a Mene most mervyllosely Whych ys our Mercury and Menstrue unctuose Our secrett Sulphur worchyng invysybly More fersely than Fyre brennyng the body Into Water dyssolvyng the Body mynerall Which Nyght fro darknes in the North parte we call But yet I trow thou understandyst not utterly The very secrett of Phylosopers Dyssolucion Therefore conceve me I councell thee wyttyly For I wyll tell thee trewly wythout delusyon Our Solucyon ys cause of our Congelacyon For the Dyssolucyon on the one syde corporall Causyth Congelacyon on the other syde Spyrytuall And we Dyssolve into Water whych weytyth no hond For when the Erth ys integrally yncynerat Then ys the Water congelyd thys understond For the Elements be so concatenat That when the body fro hys fyrst forme ys alterate A new forme ys inducyd immediately For nothyng being wythout all forme ys utterly And here a secret to thee I wyll dysclose Whych ys the ground of our secrets all And yf thou hyt not know thou shalt but lose Thy labour and costs both great and small Take hede therefore in Errour that thou not fall The more thyne Erth and the lesse thy Water be The rather and better Solucyon shall thou see Behold how Yse to Water doth relent And so hyt must for Water hyt was before Ryght soe agayne to Water our Erth is bent And Water thereby congelyd for evermore For after all Phylosophers whych ever was bore Every Mettall was on s Water mynerall Therefore wyth Water they turne to Water all In whych Water of kynde occasyonate Of qualytes bene repugnaunce and dyversyte Thyngs into thyngs must therfore be rotate Untyll dyversyte be brought to parfyt unyte For Scrypture recordyth when the Erth shall be Trowbelyd and into the depe Sea shall be cast Mountaynes our Bodyes lykewyse at the last Our Bodyes be lekenyd convenyently To Mountaynes whych after hygh Planets we name Into the depenes therfore of Mercury Turne them and kepe the out of blame Then shall ye se a Nobyll game How all shall become powder soft as sylke So doth our Runnett by kynde curd our Mylke Then hath our Bodys ther fyrst forme loste And other be enducyd ymedyately Then hast thow well beset thy cost Wheras some other uncunning must goe by Not knowyng the secretts of our Phylosophy Yet one poynt I more must tell thee Every Body how hyt hath dymencyons three Altytude Latytude and Profundyte By whych algates turne we must our Whele Knowyng thy entraunce in the West shall be Thy passage forth into the North yf thou do well And there thy Lyghts lose they re Lyght eche-dele For there thou must abyde by Ninety Nyght In darknes of Purgatory wythowten Lyght Then take thy course up to the Este anon By Colours passyng varyable in manyfold wyse And then be Wynter and Vere nygh over-gon To the Est therfore thyne assendyng devyse For there the Son wyth Day-lyght doth upryse In Somer and there dysporte the wyth delyght For there thy Warke shall becom parfyt Whyte Forth fro the Est ynto the South assend And sett thou up therein thy Chayre of Fyre For there ys Harvest that ys to say an end Of all thys Warke after thyne owne desyre Ther shynyth the Son up in hys owne sphyre And after the Eclyps ys in rednes wyth glory As Kyng to rayne uppon all Mettalls and Mercury And in one Glasse must be done all thys thyng Lyke to an Egg in shape and closyd well Then must you know the mesure of fyryng The whych unknowen thy Warke ys lost ech dele Lett never thy Glasse be hotter then thow may feele And suffer styll in thy bare hand to holde For dread of losyng as Philosophers have the tolde Yett to my Doctryne furthermore intend Beware thy Glasse thou never opyn ne meve Fro thy begynnyng tyll thou have made an end If thou do contrary thy Warke may never cheve Thus in thys Chapter whych ys so breve I have the taught thy trew Solucion Now to the Thyrd Gate goe for thys ys won OF SEPARATION The third Gate SEparacyon doth ech parte from other devyde The subtill fro the groce fro the thyck the thyn But Separacyon manuall look thou put asyde For that pertaynyth to folys whych lyttyll good don wyn But in our Separacyon nature doth not blyn Makyng dyvysyon of qualytes Elementall Into the fyfth degree tyll they be turned all Erth ys turnyd into Water black and bloe And Water after into Ayre under very whyte Ayre ys turned into Fyre Elements there be no mo Of thys ys made by crafte our Stone of grete delyte But of thys Separacyon much more must we wryte And Separacyon ys callyd by Phylosophers dyffynycyon Of the sayd Elements tetraptatyve dyspersyon And of thys Separacyon I fynde a lyke fygure Thus spoken by the Prophet yn the Psalmody God brought out of a Stone a flud of Water pure And out of the hardyst Stone Oyle abundantly Ryght so of our precyose Stone yf thou be wytty Oyle incombusteble

By lyttyll and lyttyll therfore thou to hyt put Of Mete and Drynke as semyth to do hyt good That watry humors not overgrow the blood The Drynke therfore let hyt be mesuryd so That kyndly appetyte thou never quench therfro For yf yt drynke to much then must yt have A Vomyte ells wyll yt be syk to long Fro the Dropsy therfore thy Wombe thou save And fro the Flux ells wyll hyt be wrong Whych rather lat yt thyrst for drynke amonge Then thou shold geve yt overmuch at on s Whych must in youth be dyattyd for the nons And yf thou dyatt hyt as Nature doth requyre Moderatly tyll hyt be growen to age Fro Cold hyt kepyng and nurryshyng wyth moyst Fyre Than shall yt grow and wax full of corrage And do to thee both plesure and advauntage For he shall make darke Bodys hole and bryght Clensyng theyer Leprosenes thorow hys myght Thre tymes thus must thou turne about thy Whele Abowte kepyng the rewle of the seyd Cibacyon And then as sone as yt the Fyre doth fele Lyke Wax yt wylbe redy unto Lyquacyon Thys Chapter nedyth not longer protestacion For I have told thee the dyatory most convenyent After thyne Elements be made equypolent And also how thou to Whytnes shalt bryng thy Gold Most lyke in fygure to the lenys of an hawthorn tre Callyd Magnesya afore as I have told And our Whyte Sulfur wythowte conbustebyllyte Whych fro the fyer away wyll never fle And thus the seventh Gate as thow desyred In the upspryng of the Son ys conqueryd OF SUBLIMATION The eight Gate HEre of our Sublimacion a word or two I have to speke whych the eyghth Gate ys Folys do Sublyme but Sublyme thou not so For we Sublyme not lyke as they do I wys To Sublyme trewly therfore thou shall not mys If thou can make thy Bodys first spirituall And then thy Spyryts as I have tought the corporall Som do Mercury from Vitriall and Salt sublyme And other spryts fro Scales of Yern or Steele Fro Eggshells calcynyd and quyk lyme And on theyer manner hyt they Sublyme ryght well But such Sublymyng accordyth never adele To our entent for we Sublyme not so To trewe Sublymyng therfore now wyll I go In Sublymacyon fyrst beware of one thyng That thou Sublyme not to the top of thy Vessell For without vyolence thou shalt yt not downe bryng Ageyne but there yt wyll abyde and dwell So hyt rejoysyth wyth refrygeracion I the tell Kepe hyt therfore wyth temperat hete adowne Full forty dayes tyll hyt wex black abowen For then the Sowle begynnyth for to com owte Fro hys owne vaynys for all that subtyll ys Wyll wyth the Spryts assend withouten dowte Bere in thy mynde therfore and thynke on thys How here eclypsyd byn thy Bodys As they do Putrify Sublymyng more and more Into the Water tyll they be all up bore And thus ther venom when they have spowtyd out Into the water than Black yt doth appeare And become spirituall every dele withoute dowte Sublymyng esyly on our manner Into the water which doth hym bere For in the Ayre one Chyld thus must be bore Of the Water ageyne as I have seyd before But when these to Sublymacyon continuall Be laboryd so wyth hete both moyst and temperate That all ys Whyte and purely made spirituall Than Hevyn uppon Erth must be reitterate Unto the Sowle wyth the Body be reincorporate That Erth becom all that afore was Hevyn Whych wyll be done in Sublymacyons sevyn And Sublymacyon we make for causys thre The fyrst cause ys to make the Body Spirituall The second that the Spryt may Corporall be And becom fyx wyth hyt and substancyall The Thyrd cause ys that fro hys fylth orygynall He may be clensyd and hys fatnys sulphuryose Be mynyshyd in hym whych ys infectuose Then when they thus togeder depuryd be They wyll Sublyme up whyter then Snow That syght wyll gretly comfort the For than anon parfytly shalt thou know Thy Sprytts shall so be a downe I throw That thys Gate to the shal be unlockyd Out of thys Gate many one be shyt and mockyd OF FERMENTATION The ninth Gate TRew Fermentacyon few Workers do understond That secrett therfore I wyll expounde to the I travelyd trewly thorow many a Lond Or ever I myght fynde any that cold tell hyt me Yet as God wolde evermore blessed he be At the last I cum to knowledge therof parfyt Take heede therfore therof what I do wryte Fermentyng in dyvers maners ys don By whych our Medcyns must be perpetuate Into a clere Water som lesyth Son and Mone And wyth ther Medcyns makyth them to be Congelate Whych in the Fyer what tyme they be examynate May not abyde nor alter wyth Complement For such Ferments ys not to our intent But yet more kyndly som other men don Fermentyng theyer Medcynes in thys wyse In Mercury dyssolvyng both Son and Mone Up wyth the Spryts tyll tyme wyll aryse Sublymyng them together twyse or thryse Then Fermentacyon therof they make That ys a way but yet we hyt forsake Som other ther be whych hath more hap To touch the trothe in parte of Fermentyng They Amalgam ther Bodys wyth Mercury lyke papp Then theruppon ther Medcyns relentyng These of our Secretts have som hentyng But not the trewth wyth parfyt Complement Because they nether Putrefy nor alter ther Ferment That poynt therfore I wyll dysclose to thee Looke how thou dydyst wyth thy unparfyt Body And do so wyth thy parfyt Bodys in every degre That ys to sey fyrst thou them Putrefye Her prymary qualytes destroying utterly For thys ys wholey to our entent That fyrst thou alter before thou Ferment To thy Compound make Ferment the fowerth parte Whych Ferments be only of Son and Mone If thou therfore be Master of thys Arte Thy Fermentacion lat thys be done Fyx Water and Erth together sone And when the Medcyn as wax doth flowe Than uppon Malgams loke thou hyt throw And when all that together ys myxyd Above thy Glasse well closyd make thy fyre And so contenew hyt tyll all be fyxid And well Fermented to desyre Than make Projeccyon after thy pleasure For that ys Medcyn than ech dele parfyt Thus must you Ferment both Red and Whyte For lyke as flower of Whete made into Past Requyreth Ferment whych Leven we call Of Bred that yt may have the kyndly tast And becom Fode to Man and Woman most cordyall Ryght so thy Medcyn Ferment thou shall That yt may tast wyth the Ferment pure And all assays evermore endure And understond that ther be Ferments three Two be of Bodys in nature clene Whych must be altryd as I have told thee The thyrd most secret of whych I mene Ys the fyrst Erth to hys owne Water grene And therfore when the Lyon doth thurst Make hym drynke tyll hys Belly burst Of thys a Questyon yf I shold meve And aske of Workers what ys thys thyng Anon therby I sholde them preve

the keepe hit secretlye And serve thy God both nyght and day The better thou shalt speede thys ys no nay Now I have taught the how thow schalt do The blys of hevyn God bryng hus to HER ys an Erbe men calls Lunayrie I blesset mowte hys maker bee Asterion he ys I callet alle so And other namys many and mo He ys an Erbe of grete myght Of Sol the Sunn he taketh hys lyght He ys the Fader to Croppe and Rote Wyth fragrant Flowris that ben sote Flowrys to bere in that stede Swm ben Whyte and swm ben Red Hys Lewys grwyth both day and nyght Lyke to the Ferment that ys so bright I shall declare thys Erbe so lyght To many a man hyt ys a fayre seyght Frist at the Rote I wolle be gynne That cawsyth alle thing for to sprynge A growyth a pon a Mowntayne brym Where Febis hath grete dominacion The Sune by day the Mone by nygh● That maketh hym both fayre and bryght The Rote growyth on stonns clere Whyte and Rede that ys so peyre The Rote ys blacke the Stalke ys red The wyche schall ther never be dede The Lewis ben rownd as a Nowbel son And wexsyth and wanyth as the Mon In the meddes a marke the brede of a peni Lo thys is lyke to owre sweght Lunayre Hys Flowrys schynith fayre and cler In alle the Worlde thaye have non pere He ys not fownde in no maner wyse But of a Schepeherd in Godis servyse The good Schepeherd that I her mene Ys he that keepeth hys Sowle clene Hys Flowrys ben gret and sum ben small Lyke to hem that growyth in Dale With many a vertu both fayre and cler As ther ben dayes in alle the yere Fro fallyng Ewel and alle Sekeneys From Sorowe he brengyth man to Bles Unto that blese that wee maye come by th the help of Marys Sonne And of hys Moder that ys so fre Amen good Lord for cherite Spiritus Anima Corpus I Schal yow tel wyth hert mode Of thre Kynggys that ben so goude And how thaye cam to God almyght The wich was ther a sweet syght I figure now howr besset Stone Fro Heven wase sende downe to Solomon By an Angele bothe goude and stylle The wych wase than Christis wylle The present of hem in Bedlem than To Cryst brwght Aurum Tus Myrham Owre Sol and Sulphir wyth his Mercuri Both Bodi and Soule wyth oure Luneyre Aurum betokeneth heer owre Bodi than The wych was brwght to God and Man And Tus alleso owre Soule of lyfe Wyth Myrham owre Mercurye that ys hys Wyfe Here be the thre namys fayre and good And alle thaye ben but one in mode Lyke as the Trenite ys but on Ryght so conclude the Phylosofeers Stone Thow mayst a se her now in syght Off owre Stone figuriet a right How sende he wase out of Heven By an Angele wyth mylde Stefyn And by hys fygure thow mayst se That hyt ys lyke to personis Thre To Fader and Sonne and holi Gost The wych was and ys of mytis most Into hys blyse now come wee Amen goud Lord for cheyte Ishew you here a short Conclusion To understand it if ye have grace Wrighten without any delusion Comprehended in a litle space All that in this Booke wrighten is In this place comprehended is How Nature worketh in her kinde Keepe well this Lesson in your minde I have declared micle thing If you have grace to keepe in minde How that our Principle is One thing More in Number and One in kinde For there ben things Seven That in a Principle doe dwell Most precious under Heven I have so sworne I may not tell In this Booke I shew to you in wrighting As my Bretheren doe each one A similitude of every like thing Of the which we make our Stone Our Stone is made of one simple thing That in him hath both Soule and Lyfe He is Two and One in kinde Married together as Man and Wife Our Sulphur is our Masculine Our Mercury is our Femenine Our Earth is our Water cleere Our Sulphur also is our Fier And as Earth is in our Water cleare Soe is Aer in our Fier Now have yee Elements foure of might And yet there appereth but two in sight Water and Earth ye may well see Fier and Aer be in them as quality Thys Scyence maie not be taught to every one He were acurst that so schould done How schould ye have Servants than Than non for other would ought done To tyl the Lande or drive the Plough For ever ech man would be proud enough Lerned and leude would put them in Presse And in their workes be full busie But yet they have but little increse The writings to them is so misty It is full hard this Scyence to finde For Fooles which labour against kinde This Science I pray you to conceale Or else with it do not you meale For and ye canot in it prevaile Of much sorrow rhen may you tell By suddain mooving of Elements Nature may be letted And wher lacks Decoction no perfection may be For some Body with leprosy is infected Raw watery humors cause superfluity Therefore the Philosopher in his reason hath contrived A perfect Medicine for bodyes that be sick Of all infirmetyes to be releeved This heleth Nature and prolongeth lyfe eak This Medicine of Elements being perfectly wrought Receypts of the Potecary we neede not to buy Their Druggs and Dragms we set at nought With quid pro quo they make many a ly Our Aurum potabile Nature will increase Of Philosophers Gold if it be perfectly wrought The Phisitians with Minerall puteth him in prese Litle it availeth or else right nought This Scyence shall ye finde in the old boke of Turb How perfectly thisMedicine Philosophers have wrought Rosary with him also doth record More then four Flements we occupie nought Comune Mercury and Gold we none occupie Till we perfectly have made our Stone Then with them two our Medicine we Multiply Other recepts of the Potecary truly we have none A hundred Ounces of Saturne ye may well take Seeth them on the fire and melt him in a mould A Projection with your Medicin upon hem make And anon yee shall alter him into fine Gold One Ounce upon a hundred Ounces is sufficient And so it is on a thousand Ounces perfectly wrought Without dissolucion and Subtillant Encreasing of our Medicine els have we nought Ioy eternall and everlasting blisse Be to Almyghty God that never schal miss In some Copies I found these following Verses set before this Worke. EArth out of Earth clensed pure By Earth of himselfe through his nature Rectified by his Milke who can it tye And afterward united with Water of lyfe truly A Dragon lying in his deepe denne Rotting in Water to Putrefie then Leprouse huge and terrible in sight By bathing and balning the Dragon cometh to light Evermor drowned in the bottome of his

Man if they would but observe the Beginnings Change declination and death of all things in and upon this inferiour Globe and compare their vertues with our owne internall Natures for they are certainly united by a Noble excellent and secret Harmony and Relation And having found the true Originall and Cause of Diseases then further to search after a proper remedy for all Diseases are not cured by one sort of Physick save that which is Aetheriall and Incorporeall And therefore according to the Doctrine of Paracelsus such as are bred from so light a cause ●s the impure Seeds of Vegitables viz. Meate Drinke Fruits Herbes and the like Elementary things may be very easily cured with the Secrets of Hearbes Roots and such like mild and tender Medicines of which sort Galenicall Physick is more plentifully furnished then any of the ●est Those that are produced from the more rude and knotteer Qualities of Mineralls and what is cast within the Compasse of that Tribe the Chemicall Phisitian must expell by the power and force of his Metalline Sulphurs c. Vegitables being in this Case too weake to Master and Dissolve their tenacious and coagulated Spirits Those which are derived from the Influences of Heaven must be removed by Plants c. Magically gathered and prepared or by Sigills c. framed or made under sutable Positions and Aspects of the Planets and impregnated with the rayes of Celestiall Vertues for without opening the Bodyes Infusing superiour Influences and by an additionall Artifice fixing them to the said Bodies their own ordinary vertue be Elections never so propitious hath not strength enough to conquer Diseases of that Nature and severall of these choice Secrets of Nature and Art united I my selfe have prepared made and Experimentally verified Finally where Diseases happen by Supernaturall meanes as by Inchantments c. none of the other three are able to remedy the same save onely Magicall and Supercelestiall meanes by and through the Vertues of particular Intelligences Or the Red Medicine wrought up to the highest degree of Perfection And in such cases the Hermetique Philosopher must appeare who In his Reason hath contrived A Perfeit Medicine for Bodi●s that be sick Of all infirmities to be releived This heleth Nature and pro●onge●h lyfe eke Therefore le● all men cease to wonder why so many Diseases seeme incurable when many times being Supernaturall we judge them Naturall and the true Causes unknowne no sutable Medicamen is administred And whereas I have toucht upon Sigills I thinke it will not be remote from this discourse if I give a little satisfaction to my Reader therein Though p●rh●ps it may be esteemed as a thing of too daring a Nature for my Pen Nor am I ignorant how some most learned Men have extremly suffered under the heavy and sharp Load of unworthy and rash Calumny for manifesting or desending this Doctrine but it hath only beene such is their Glory by those that could never sufficiently Answer their Arguments The framing of Sigills Lam●ls Talesmes for all depend upon one Radix is a piece of Learning as Ancient as the Babilonian● and Caldean Magi who first found out the Secret power of Figures a chiefe part of their Magick And practised by the greatest Philosophers in the Easterne World Where remaine to this day as evident Testimonies of their first Invention very many and ancient Talesmes the miraculous effects whereof were admired and approved throughout all Aegipt and Persia although I confesse their Name and Use be yet scarce knowne in these parts of the World Or if onely to such whose Wisdome thinkes fit to conceale and preserve the knowledg thereof from the hands of the senslesse and profane Among all other Philosophers famous for this kinde of knowledg Apoloneus Tyaneus was the mightiest and his Workes in my Opinion most Stupendious Who though the Envious and Ungratefull World has throwne some dirt upon him to blemish the Innocency of his Operations yet he never deserved other then well all He did being for the good thereof and not for hurt He was no lesse a Pious then Illustrious Philosoph●r Hi● whole Life being strict and vertuous and his Death not blasted with any scandalous Exit And for a justification of his Praxis take this Testimony of Justinus who saith that he was a Man skillfull in the Dissent and Consent of all naturall Powers and who wrought wonderfull things by the meanes of this Science which were only Naturall and not Miraculous For which purpose he made choyce of such fit Subjects as might conduce to the perfection of what he intended to Effect And indeed God did not withstand those Workes of his in regard they were done by the knowledg of Naturall things for the use and benefit of Man What I have further to say shall onely be to shew what Naturall powers Sigills c. Graved or Imprest with proper Characters and Figures and made under certaine peculiar Constellations may have Albumazar Zabel Haly Alba●egnus and divers other Arabians give us severall examples of such as have been cured of the biting of Scrpents Scorpions Mad dogs c. by Talismaticall Figures And in other Authors we meete with a world of Stories which tell what Admirable effects they have wrought being rightly prepared which should I here mention would swell beyond the limits of my Discourse But this peece of Art is of extreme difficulty and not to be performed by every one that takes it in hand As for the use of such Characters Letters Words Figures c. Formed or Insculped upon any Matter we make use of we are led to it by the president of Nature who Stampes most notable and marvelous Figures upon Plants Rootes Seeds Fruits nay even upon rude Stones Flints and other inferiour Bodies Nor are these remarkable Signatures made and described by Chaunce for there is a certaine Providence which leades on all things to their end and which makes nothing but to some purpose but are the Characters and Figures of those Starrs by whom they are principally governed and with these particular Stamps have also peculiar and disterent vertues bestowed upon them What Artists therefore doe in point of Character is onely to pursue the Track that is beaten out by Nature And by how much the more the Matter whereupon such Impressions are made is sutable to the Qualities of those Sta●rs whose Characters it is signed with By so much more apt and inclineable it will be to receive those vertues that shall impower it to produce an Effect in things whereunto it 's applyed Neverthelesse this is not all for this Body must have as it were a Soule insused and be Impregnated with a Celestiall vitality or else it remaines Ineffectuall and Dead In which respect other meanes must be found out before we can obtaine that Effect And therefore we are to Consider that the Soule of the World is not confined nor the Celestiall Influences limited but doe indifferently emit and communicate their

thys one thyng therfore putrefye Wash hym wyth hys owne broth tyll whyte he becoom Then Ferment hym wyttely nowe here ys all and soom Now to God Almyghty I thee Recommend Whych graunte the by Grace to knowe thys one thing For now ys thys Treatys brought to an end And God of hys Mercy to hys blysse us bryng Sanctus Sanctus Sanctus where Angells do syng Praysyng without ceasynge hys gloriose Magestye Whych he in hys Kyngdome graunte us for to see AN. DOM. 1471. Explicit Alchimiae Tractatus Philosophiae Cujus Rypla George Canonicus Auctor erat Mille quadringentis septuaginta unoque Annis qui scriptus compositusque fuit Auctori lector praebe praece quaeso Iuvamen Illi purgamen leve post vitam ut sit Amen Englished Thus heere the Tract of Alchimy doth end Whych Tract was by George Ripley Chanon pen'd It was Composed Writt and Sign'd his owne In Anno twice Seav'n hundred seav'nty one Reader Assist him make it thy desire That after Lyfe he may have gentle Fire Amen LIBER PATRIS SAPIENTIAE THow that in thys Boke beginneth to rede Keepe well thys Councell the better schalt thow spede Be thow in a place secret by thy selfe alone That noe man see or here what thow schalt say or done Yet ere thow begyn to rede much take thow good hede Wyth whom thow kepest company I councell thee indede Trust not thy freind too much wheresoere thow goe For he that thow trustest best sometyme may be thye Foe And take hede to the words of the Fader of Wysdom How he techeth hys Sonne how he schould done To kepe hys presepts of bodely governance And wyth hys Conyng he wyll the gretly advance And yf thow wylt not to hys wordys take hede Thow schalt stand here oft in gret feare and dred For he that hath a fore wytt he nedes not do amysse And he that doth Folly the Folly schalbe hys Now my dere Sonne be thow not a know To Lerned nor to Leud to Hygh nor to Low Neyther to Young nor Old Rych nor Poore Unto them thow tech nothyng my Lore Also to scuche men that hold themselves wyse And so forth to the foolys that glyde on the Ice They weene in grete Bokes schould be the Art O● the Science of Alchemy but they be not worth a fart Therefor my Sonn to thee thys Science I may well teach And yf thow wylt upon thy enemy be wreach Or to purchase or build any good thyng It schalbe to thy gret furtheryng Thys worthy Scyence of Alchemy if thow wylt it leare A lyttle mony out of thy purse thow must forbeare To buy therewyth Flos Florum it is most worthiest And to build well her Cabyn and her Nest And if thow put out mony for any other thing It is to thy losse and to thy great hindring Except yt be for thy workes naturall Foode Which is had out of Stone Ayre and Wood. And if thow have all thyngs wythin the growing Then thow needest not to buy any manner of thing That schould be to thys Science belonging But beware of thy selfe for feare of hanging For then thow and thys Scyence were for ever lost If thow make thereof any manner of boast To any Man or Woman Old or Young Beware of thy selfe for feare of discovering For if thow make any man privie Of thy Councell Rich or Needy Thow must so beware Sleeping or Waking For once ymagining of Money making For yf God sends thee grace and understanding Wyth thys Scyence thow mayst have good lyving But beware of speach of Women liberall And of the voice and sight of Children generall Sonn in thyne owne howse thow maist well gett A good Morsell of meat thy mouth to sweet Both Pheasant Partridge Plover and Leveret Though thow cry yt not owte in the common Market Therefore kepe close of thy Tongue and of thy Hand From the Officers and Governours of the Land And from other men that they of thy Craft nothing know For in wytnes thereof they wyll thee hang and draw And thereof the People will the at Sessions indight And great Treason against the they wyll write Wythowt that the Kings grace be to thee more Thow schalt for ever in thys world be forlore Alsoe wythowt thow be sure of another thyng To purchase the Lycence of thy King For all manner of doubts thee schall betide The better thow maiste Worke and both goe and ride Also another thing I schall thee lere The poore People take thow nothing deare But ever serve thy God alway at the begynnyng And among the poore People the better schalbe thy livyng Now my Chylde to my precepts looke thow take hede Whatsoever fall after the better schall thow spede Better it ys to have a thyng then for it to wish For when thow feelst a Sore t is hard for thee to get a Leech Now my deare Son to the I wyll declare More of thys Warke which schalbe thy welfaire If thow canst consider all my sayings For therewyth thow mayest finde a full precious thing And Son though thys Writing be made in Ryme Yet take thow thereat noe greate disdaine Till thow hast proved my words in deede and in thought I watt it well it schalbe set at nought Therefor of all Bodyes and Spyrits more or lesse Mercury is called Flos Florum and worthiest Pryncesse For her Birth and marvelous dealing Sche ys most worthiest to have byne King For sche ys Erth and Water most heviest And sche will conjoyne wyth Fire and Aire most lyghtest And so forth wyth her love sche will run and flee For sche delighteth noe other game or glee Some say that of Sulphur and Mercury all Bodyes minerall are made Ingendered in the Erth with divers Colours cladd By the vertue of Decoccion before Preperacion To the lykenes of every body Mynerall in ther fashion I will first begin wyth Saturne after other mens sayings How he ys ingendered in the Erth wyth unclene Mercury flying And of Mercury he ys most heviest wyth black Sulphury Erth mixed Save he ys soft of fusion and hys Sulphur nothing fixed Iupiter is a whyte Body made of pure Mercury outward And of clere Sulphur somewhat Erthly and white inward He ys in kynde softest and well in his fixation For he is almost fixt but he lacketh Decoction Mars ys a white Body most of unclene ☿ in the Erth y'made And he ys hardest of fusion with Sulphur Erthly cladd To blacknes and rednes he will soonest consume By heate or by corrosive when the Spirit beginneth to fume Sol is the purest somwhat red is made of clene ☿ Sulphur fixed Ingendered with clere red Sulphur in the Erth well mixed And therefor he ys without defalt and lacketh no degree For he ys almost hardest of Fusion and heviest in ponderossity Venus ys a Body more red of pure ☿ made in hys substance Most of red Sulphur and greene and therein is greate variance In the Erth ingendered with