CCXI sociable letters written by the thrice noble, illustrious, and excellent princess, the Lady Marchioness of Newcastle.

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CCXI sociable letters written by the thrice noble, illustrious, and excellent princess, the Lady Marchioness of Newcastle.
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Newcastle, Margaret Cavendish, Duchess of, 1624?-1674.
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London :: Printed by William Wilson ...,
M.DC.LXIV [1664]
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VII.

MADAM,

I Am sorry to hear, Wit is so little known and understood, that Sir W. T. should be thought Mad, because he hath more Wit than other men; indeed Wit should alwayes converse with Wit, and Fools with Fools; for Wit and Fools can never agree, they understand not one another; Wit flies beyond a Fools conceit or understanding, for Wit is like an Eagle, it hath a strong wing, and flies high and far, and when it doth descend, it knocks a Fool on the head, as an Eagle doth a Dotril, or a Woodcock, or such like Birds; and surely the world was never so fill'd with Fools, as it is in this age, nor hath there been greater Errours, or grosser Follies committed than there hath been in this age: It is not an age like Augustus Caesar's, when Wis∣dom reign'd, and Wit flourished, which was the cause of Plenty & Peace throughout the whole world: but in this age Debauchery is taken for Wit, and Faction for Wisdom, Treachery for Policy, and drunken Quarrels for Valour: In∣deed the world is so foolishly Wicked, & base∣ly Foolish, that they are happiest who can with∣draw themselves most from it: But when I say the world, I mean the world of Men, or ra∣ther the Bodies of Men, for there doth not seem to be many Rational Souls amongst them, they

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are Soul-less men, Bodies of men that have on∣ly Senses and Appetites, or Sensual Appetites. But you say, every Particular complains of the world, as I do in this Letter, yet None helps to mend it. Let me tell you, Madam, it is not in the power of every Particular, nor in a number, But the Chiefest persons must mend the world; viz. they that govern the world, or else the world will be out at the heels. But in some ages the world is more tatter'd and torn, than in other ages; and in some ages the world is patch'd and piec'd, but seldom new and suitable; and it is oftener in a Fools-coat than in a Grave Cassock. Wherefore leaving the motley, I rest,

Madam,

Your faithful Friend and Servant.

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