The degrees of wit.
THose have not clear judgements that applaud or cry up one mans wit, that was begot from another mans brain; but some, though their wit is their own, yet it is like co∣mets that seldom appear, it shewes it self no once in an age; and some again are like the moon, that changes it self into four quarters, as the new, the increase, the full, and the wane: others are like the sun that runs swiftly, and keeps its constant course. some like the spring sweet and pleasant, others like the Summer, hot, but troublesome, some like Autumn, warm, and sober, and others like the Winter, cold and dry, yet all kinde of seasona∣ble wit is commendable, but most commonly wit is like the winde collick, the one rumbles as much in the head: as the other in the stomack.