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A80474 Pseuchographia anthropomagica or, a magicall description of the soul: wherein is set forth the nature, genesis and exodus of it. By Agricola Carpenter. Carpenter, Agricola. 1652 (1652) Wing C613; Thomason E1369_5; ESTC R209319 9,302 41

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PSEUCHOGRAPHIA ANTHROPOMAGICA OR A Magicall Description OF THE SOUL Wherein is set forth The Nature Genesis and Exodus of it By Agricola Carpenter Vivitur ingenio LONDON Printed for John Browne at the Sign of the guilded Acorn in Pauls Church-yard 1652. Apollo Redit Agricolae labor actus in Orbem Spes alit Agricolam Non est e Terris Mollis ad astra Via The Authors EPISTLE to his Honoured Friend TEM Hermophrod THis imperfect brat and Embryo of my brain was dedicated thine in its first conception it hath not been the labour of many dayes or the product of serious hours but the repose of my minutiall vacancies therefore as its travail hath been but short and its birth basty so it cannot evade the greatest monstrosity without the largest candor which as it cannot hope for from the world whose eyes behold with prejudice so this is not intended for it but thee who knows to entertain a Truth though it cannot plead prescription and embrace a veritie without a Panceroll Superstitious credulity will condemn me as a heretick and by the world whose native dialect is reproach I stand excommunicated I walk secure while Truth is my passport and as long as I enjoy her for my gantlet my station is above the reach of envy If I have failed in my relation I hope that Ingenuitie will extenuate the lapses of my minoritie and I promise my more mature judgement shall correct what my flexible infancy hath unwarily imbibed I cannot contest with Calumnies nor know I for the stile of heretick to return my adversaries the name of Antichrist that devotion I owe to knowledg engageth me upon conviction to repeal by Writ of Errour what they accuse as heresie till then my zeal must crave its libertie the end being knowledge cannot be suppressed it hath many heads which if it lose its current in one place it will break forth into some other thus Truth can triumph in its martyrdom and being naked can best defend it self Since the depravitie of the protoplast distraction hath been imposed upon the weal of knowledg and the obstinacy of posterity hath encreased it to a paroxysme of madness beyond the power of Hellebore unless the discretion and policie of future ages coerce credulitie and commit to flames what our stubborn parents have obtruded upon the tender infancie of their successours Lame knowledge that expects no Cure Till books confess a Calenture Every mans soul is his living library whose activity must needs flagg in the channels of an other body and whose wings are clipt whilst its nature is confined to a Ne plus ultra and thus to expire in the arms of our fathers is a slavery equalizing the torment of Mezentius Dear Friend that ingenuity I alwaies found in thee whilst we were Chamber fellowes doth promise to me thy connivance at those errours that shall occur and a minoration of grosser crimes to venial peccadilloes and likewise an entertainment of the cradle-service of this disguised brat whose little desert though it cannot expect thy perusall yet its diligence to kiss thy hands may merit thy acceptance whereby he shall be encouraged to higher designes whose highest ambition is to be thy Friend to serve thee AG. CARPENTER An Antidote Rideo Fortiter contemno To Mr A. C. My much to be admired Friend I Sufficiently know that these dropps of mine cannot add to that stream of Eloquence which hath such a current through the veins of that little Book of thine I pronounce to the world that I am none of the least Travellers neither have I so much delighted in the smoak of my own chimney as not to seek out the society of the most learned men to finde thy second I despair Epictetus Lanthorn is superannuate to rob the world of thy invention were to degenerate and anticipate the end of thy creation which after-service to a diety is to gratifie thy friend It is not the first favour I have begged nor the greatest courtesie which I have received if you honour the Press and inform the World with your Soul it will be enough for your Apologie to insert this unworthy paper which will be sufficient testimony that it was the importunate entreaty of Your Friend and servant HOGLANDUS de BOYS Paris May 3. 1652. To Mr A. C. FEar not to let thy active spirit flie 'T is not thy own but others destinie If Carpers carp or rusticks keep a coile The fairest face seems fairer for a foile H. B. In Pseuchographiam Anthropomagicam 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 ABdit a mellipluis funduntur dicta labellis O qui Paeoniaem demereare chelyn Nil pareas populo reserans penetralia rerum Ne fias rabidi praeda lupina chori Siccine vecordis fugias suffragia plausûs Dum cupis acclivem doctus inire viam Non tibi polliceor fundos viridaria gemmas Praemia nec rutuli fulgida vota Tagi Hoc speres lectura tuos Philomuse labores Te decus Aurorae secula sera putent Seria graendaevus tractet juvenilia quisquis Se delirantem non cupit esse senem Lusit sub trino annis eo T.M. To His much admired Friend A. C. Upon the Publishing of that Ingenuous Peece PSEVCHOGRAPHIA ANTHROPOMAGICA OThers on stilts may curvet out thy praise My hiccop Muse can only belch out Lays Her Sacrifice brave Aesculape I pray Accept as Cocks to usher in thy day Whilst others Volumes write thou picklest here Like Archimedes the Heavens in a Sphere Their Elephantine Books will now want joynts To go since thou hast cramped all their points Such Iliads in a Nut-shell we may pent So little kernell have they being all Lent Here every word's Elixar and our sense In every phrase perceives a Quintessence Giants no wonders are thy Book 's a Flag Whose Pygmie stature will all others gag Geryon's so admir'd Triumvirate Is made by thee to be a common State The Soul that I le of man shewn us by thee Enlargeth Learnings Maps th' arts Heptarchee A second Drake whose searches have at last Put Girdles to the lesser worlds wide waste Here 's no Coranting no Strapado phrase Thy bays preserv'd thee from those thundring lays But words are weigh'd and decently annext Things as their natures are so well exprest That this Topick an argument doth give Thou truly hast a soul intuitive Thou scorn'st those cripple Scholars which do rest In others words swear Aristotles Text Their steps do not thee fit the childrens threes Make no Cothurnus for a Sophocles Charleton's translated Paradoxes three Give way to thy mans Compound Ternaree And though some think him worthy to be hist Yet from these three we count thee Trismegist G. Scot. To the no lesse Honoured then Ingennuous Authour A. C. WHat stupefactive Opium did infect The Protoplasts intuitive Intellect Sure th' Apple was Narcotick or some charm Whose Magick did so powerfully transform The Microcosme that it hath seem'd a dark And indigested Hylas till this spark Of thy