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SIR FRANCIS BACON'S Letters, &c.
Sir Francis Bacon to the Lord Treasurer Burghley.
My Lord,
WIth as much confidence as mine own honest and faithful devotion unto your service, and your honorable correspondence unto me and my poor estate, can breed in a man, do I commend my self unto your Lordship. I wax now somewhat ancient; one and thirty years is a great deal of sand in the hour-glass: My health, I thank God, I find confirmed, and I do not fear that action shall impair it, because I account my ordinary course of study and meditation to be more painful then most parts of action are. I ever bear a mind (in some middle place, that I could discharge) to serve her Majesty; not as a man born under Sol, that loveth Honour; nor under Jupiter, that loveth business (for the contemplative Planet car∣rieth me away wholly;) but as a man born under an excellent Sovereign, that deserveth the dedication of all mens abilities. Besides, I do not find in my self so much self-love, but that the greater parts of my thoughts are to deserve well (if I were able) of my friends, and, name∣ly, of your Lordship, who being the Atlas of this Common-wealth, the Honour of my House, and the second founder of my poor estate, I am tied by all duties, both of a good Patriot, and of an unworthy Kinsman, and of an obliged servant, to imploy whatsoever I am, to do you service. Again, the meanness of my estate doth somewhat move me: for, though I cannot accuse my self, that I am either prodi∣gal, or sloathful, yet my health is not to spend, nor my course to get.