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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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Signs and Symptoms.
Signes and Symptomes.
IF the cause of this Stench be in the mouth, it is discerned: if in the vicious stomach, or ulcerate lungs, it is allayed by eating; and not so forcible after meats as before. So the Flatterers stomach is well laid after dinner; and till he grow hungry again, his adulatory pipes go not so hotly. His means come by observance, and though he wait not at table, he serves for a fool. He is after the nature of a Barber; and first trims the head of his masters humour, and then sprinkles it with Court-water. He scrapes out his diet in curtsies; and cringeth to his glorious object, as a little Cur to a Mastiff: licking his hand, not with a healing, but poisoning tongue. Riches make many friends: truly; they are friends to the riches, not to the rich man. A great proud man, because he is admired of a number of hang-byes, thinks he hath many friends. So the Ass, that carried the goddess, thought all the knees bowed to her, when they reverenced her burden. They play like flies in his beams, ⟨p. 68⟩whiles his wealth warns them. Whilst like some great Oak, he stands high and spreads far in the forrest, innumerable beasts shelter themselves under him, feeding like hogs on his acorns: but when the axe of distress begins to fell him, there is not one left to hinder the blow. Like burrs, they stick no longer on his coat, then there is a nap on it. These Kites would not flock to him, but that he is a fat carcass. Seianus, whom the Romans worship in the morning as a Semi-god, before night they tear apieces. Even now stoops, and presently strokes. You may be sure, he is but a gally-pot, full of honey, that these wasps hover about; and when they have fed themselves at his cost, they give him a sting for his kindness.
IF the cause of this Stench be in the mouth, it is discerned: if in the vicious stomake, or vlcerate lungs, it is allayd by eating; and not so forcible after meates as before. So the Flatterers stomake is well layd after dinner; and til he grow hungry againe, his adulatory pipes goe not so hotely. His meanes come by obseruance, and though hee waite not at table, he serues for a foole. He is after the nature of a Barber; and first trimmes the head of his masters humour, and then sprinkles it with Court-water. He scrapes out his diet in curtsies; and cringeth to his glorious obiect, as a little Curre to a Mastiff: licking his hand, not with a healing, but poysoning tongue. Riches make many friends: truly; they are friends to the riches, not to the rich man. A great proud man, because hee is admired of a number of hang-byes, thinkes he hath many friends. So the Asse, that carryed the goddesse, thought all the knees bowed to her, when they reuerenced her burden. They play like flyes in his beams,