To Doctor C.
Worthy Sir,
IT is one of the wonders of the World unto me, how your Letters come so slowly; which if either themselves or their Bearers knew how welcome they are, would flie. I speak this both by some other before, and by your last or the 19. of December, which was almost nine days on the way: and I hope the Scene of Scotland much changed in the mean while to the better.
But to let go exotick matter, if that may be so termed, I must congratulate with you your actual possession of the Place of the — For although your own Merit was (before you had it) in their judge∣ments that understand you, a kind of present in∣vesture; yet I learned long since of our old Ma∣ster at Oxford, That Actus is better then Potentia: which yet, I hope, will not divert you from your Philosophical Profession, wherein I know no man of sweeter or sounder ability. And so, Sir, I rest,
Very truly and affectionately, at your Command, H. WOTTON.