CHAP. X.
WHat doest thou auarice? How many things are they, which in va∣lue surpasse thy gold? All these things which I haue reckoned vp are of more honour and better price. Now will I recognize thy riches, the plates of both mettals, at which our couetousnesse is dazeled. But the earth which produced whatsoeuer was pro••i∣table for our vse, hath drowned these mettals, yea, and with her whole waight hath cast her selfe vpon them, as vpon hurtfull and hatef••ll things•• which could not come to light: but to the common hurt of all nations I s••e that Iron is ta∣ken out of that very darkenesse, whence gold and siluer were had, to the end that neyther instruments for mutuall slaughters, n••yther price for the murtherers should be wanting, yet haue these things som matter of esteem in them. There is somewhat wherein the mind may follow the errour of the eyes. I see these Patents, these Indentures, and Obligat••ons, the emptie images of couetousnesse, certaine shadows of sicke auarice, by which they deceiue the mind, that deligh∣teth in the opinion of transitori•• things. For what are these? What is interest? What day-bookes and vsurie, but c••rtaine names of humane couetousnesse, which nature neuer heard of? I can complaine of nature, because shee hath not hidden gold and siluer deeper, because she hath not cast a heauier bu••then on them, then that it might be remoued. What are these Registers, these compu∣tations, & sailable time,* 1.1 these bloudie vsuries of twelue for a hundreth? They are voluntarie euils depending on our constitutions•• in which there is nothing that may be subiected to the eyes, or held in the hand, the dreames of vaine co∣uetousnesse. O how wretched is he, who taketh delight to reade ouer the great