A commentary or, exposition upon the divine second epistle general, writtenA commentary or, exposition vpon the diuine second epistle generall, written

He hath forgotten that he was purged. Here is his unthankfulness for this deliverance. What, blind, and forgotten too? How comes this to pass? Blindness should ever have the best memory: what is taken from one sense, is divided among the rest. The ear retains what it is entrusted with, the better; when the eye wants occasion to direct it. The memory is like a cage, the ear is the door of it, the eye the window: good doctrines are put like birds in at the door, and fly out again by setting open the window. Indeed the defect of corporal sight hath often mended the memory; but it is not so for spiritual, Mark. 8.18. Having eyes, see ye not? and do ye not remember? They neither saw, nor remembered. A carnal heart is blind to conceive, ready to forget, 2 Timoth. 3.7. Ever learning, never able to come to the knowledge of the truth: slow to get, apt to forget. As Nescitis, know you not, was a word often used by Saint Paul: so, Do you not remember, was frequent from our SAVIOUR CHRIST, 2 Tim. 1.13. Hold fast the form of sound words; that good thing which was committed to thee, keep. An auditor should not be like the sponge, that holds all water both good and bad: nor like the sieve, that holds no water, neither good nor bad: nor like the bolter, that keeps in the course bran, and throws out the fine flour: but like the scrie, that keeps in the good seed, and casteth out the dust and unprofitable darnel. One said of our Country, that it had fair houses, but bad chimneys, because they have so little smoke of hospitality: so we have excellent ears, but bad memories: quick conceptions, brittle retentions: not a Nation under heaven hears so many good Sermons; not a Nation under heaven sooner forgets them. Many arts are taught among us, of quick reading, of short writing; where by brachigraphicall characters they will take a Sermon verbatim. But there is one art, I would some good body would teach it us; it is the art of memory. That as Sermons are taken word for word in our papers; so they might be written sense for sense in our hearts

He hath forgotten that hee was purged. Here is his unthankfulnesse for this deliverance. What, blinde, and forgotten too? How comes this to passe? Blindnesse should ever have the best memory: what is taken from one sense, is divided among the rest. The eare retaines what it is intrusted with, the better; when the eye wants occasion to direct it. The memorie is like a cage, the eare is the doore of it, the eye the window: good doctrines are put like birds in at the doore, and flie out againe by setting open the window. Indeed the defect of corporall sight hath often mended the memorie; but it is not so for spirituall,