You would be astonished, Sir, to see these Anchorets,
whose first Institutor, St. Bruno, shewed himself to
be so great a lover of Poverty, Retirement, and Si∣lence,
are now by succession of Times, mounted to
so high a degree of Riches and Grandeur, and so
••rdently desirous to change their Desert, of it self so
solitary and inaccessible, into a well inhabited Coun∣try,
and more frequented, than the great Roads that
lead to great and Capital Cities. They boast, that
they have never been Reformed since their first In∣stitution;
but in good earnest, Sir, think you not
after all this, that they stand in need of a Sound Re∣formation?
We may conclude from hence, That
all those great Efforts which are made to surmount
Nature, which cannot subsist without a most parti∣cular
Grace and Assistance from God, which he
vouchsafes to whom it pleaseth him, when we will
unadvisedly appropriate the same, and rashly make
profession of them, and tye our selves up to them by
Vows, do commonly end in shameful Weaknesses;
which discovers, that they were rather Artifices of
the Devil, to lift up the Heart of Man, in order to
his greater fall, than the Motions of Grace, which
are wont to humble and abase the Soul, in order to
give it the Victory over the World, the Flesh, and
the Devil. After this, as it were to cast Dust in our
Eyes, and to divert us from making any Reflection
upon such extravagant Disorders, they led us to the
Chappel of St. Bruno, which is not above a Quarter
of a Mile distant from the Monastery, upon the top
of a Rock, surrounded with Three great Fir-Trees.
They told us, that this formerly had been his Cell,