BOOKOFOLD-WORLDGARDENS 



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But the quincunxof heaven runs low,and'tis 

 time to close the five ports of knowledge. We 

 are unwilling to spin out our awakingthoughts 

 into the phantasms of sleep, which often con- 

 tinueth precogitations ; making cables of cob- 

 webs, and wildernesses of handsome groves. 

 Beside Hippocrates hath spoke so little, and 

 the oneirocritical masters have left such frigid 

 interpretations from plants, that there is little 

 encouragement to dream of Paradiseitself. Nor 

 will the sweetest delight of gardens afford much 

 comfort in sleep; wherein the dullness of thai 

 sense shakes hands with delectable odours; and 

 though in the bed of Cleopatra, can hardly with 

 any delight raise up the ghost of a rose. 



Night, which Pagan theology could make the 

 daughter of Chaos, affords no advantage to the 

 description of order; although no lower than 

 that mass can we derive its genealogy. All things 

 began in order, so shall they end, and so shall 

 they begin again; according to the ordainer of 



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