Of the promises of VVysemen, and Southsayers. The .Cxii. Dialogue.
DIuinours, and Southsayers, promise me many thinges.
Loe, thou hast found out another kynde of men, to whom if thou geue credite, thou shalt alwayes hang in suspense, and lyue in Hope: for the thynges shall neuer come to passe whiche they promise, and thou shalt neuer lacke promisers: so that on the one side, gapyng after the runaway promised thynges, and on the other syde, prouoked by promises, thou shalt continually be tossed to and fro, after the maner of Ixion.
The Southsayers put mee in good hope.
It is as easie a matter to bryng the credulous into hope, as the timerous into feare: as for constant mindes, they are not easily mooued vnto eyther side.
Mathema∣ticians promise me manie matters.
There is no∣thyng more redie vnto them that want honestie, then to abounde with promises: but who so are ashamed to lye, are flowe in promi∣sing.
The Mathematicians promise me happie fortune.
Choose other auowers as a pledge, the kynde of promi∣ses is brittle, a bare woorde is scarcely to be trusted.
Mathematicians promise me many thynges.
Seeke some that may fulfyll those promises: it is sufficient for them to haue put thee in hope, no one man canne doo all thynges.
I am awaked by the Southsayers answers.