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Diseases of the soul a discourse divine, moral, and physical. By Tho. AdamsDiseases of the soule a discourse diuine, morall, and physicall. By Tho. Adams
Diseases of the soul a discourse divine, moral, and physical. By Tho. Adams.Diseases of the soule a discourse diuine, morall, and physicall. By Tho. Adams.
London: printed by George Purslowe for John Budge, 1616London: printed by George Purslowe for Iohn Budge, 1616
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Cause.
Nature being too strong for the evil humours in the body, packs them away to the utter parts, to preserve the inner. If the humours be more rare and subtle, they are avoided by fumosities and sweat: if thicker, they turn to a scabious matter in the skin: some make this the effect of an inflamed liver, &c.
NAture being too strong for the euill humours in the body, packs them away to the vtter parts, to preserue the inner. If the humours be more rare and subtil, they are auoided by fumosities and sweat: if thicker, they turne to a scabious matter in the skin: some make this the effect of an inflamed liuer, &c.
Signs and Symptoms.
Signes and Symptomes.
IF this Itching curiosity take him in the Cephalica vein, and possess the understanding part, l e moots more questions in an hour, then the seven Wise men could resolve in seven years. There is a kind of down or curdle on his wit, which is like a Gentle woman's train, more then needs. He would sing well, but that he is so full of Crochets. His questions are like a plume of feathers, which fools will give any thing for, wise-men nothing. He hath a greater desire to know where Hell is, then to scape it: to know what God did before he made the world, then what he will do with him when it is ended. For want of correcting the garden of his inventions, the weeds choke the herbs; and he suffers the skin of his brain to boil into the broth. He is a dangerous Prognosticator, and propounds desperate riddles; which he gathers from the conjunction of Planets, Saturn and Jupiter; from doubtful Oracles out of the hollow vaults and predictions of Merlin. He dreams of a cruel Dragon, whose head must be in England, and tail in Ireland; of a headless cross, of a popish curse. And Our Lord lights in our Ladies lap, and therefore England must have a clap. But they have broken day with their Creditors, and the Planets have proved honester, then their reports gave them. Thus as Bion said of Astronomers, he sees not the fishes swimming by him in the water, yet sees perfectly those shining in the Zodiac. Thus if the Itch hold him in the theoretical part. If in the practical;