The fourteenth SECTION. The persecution of S. Ambrose raised by the Empress Justina.
WE may well say there is some Furie, which bewitcheth the spirits of men in these la∣mentable innovations of pretended Reli∣gions, since we behold effects to arise which pass into humane passions, not by an ordinary way. Scarcely could Justina the Empress freely breath air, being, as she thought, delivered from the sword of Maximus, which hung over her head, tyed to a silken threed, when forthwith she despoiled her self furiously, to persecute the authour of her liberty. O God, what a dangerous beast is the spirit of a woman, when it is unfurnished of reason, and armed with power! It is able to create as many monsters in essence, as fan∣tasie can form in painting. Momus desired the sa∣vage bull should have eyes over his horns, and not borns over his eyes: but Justina at that time had bra∣zen horns to goar a Prelate, having eyes neither above nor beneath, to consider whom she struck. Authority served as a Sergeant to her passion, and the sword of Monarchs was employed to satisfie the desperate humours of a woman surprized with er∣rour, and inebriated with vengeance. Saint Ambrose like a sun darted rays on her, and she, as the Atlantes, who draw their bowe against this bright star, the heart of the world, shot back again arrows of oblo∣quie. As women well instructed and zealous in mat∣ter * 1.1 of Religion, are powerfull to advance the Chri∣stian cause, so when they once have sucked in any pe∣stilent doctrine, they are caprichious to preserve their own chymeraes. The mistresses of Solomon, after they had caused their beauties to be adored, made their idols to be worshipped: so Justina, when she had gain∣ed credit as the mother of the Emperour, and Regent in his minority, endeavoured to countenance the A∣rian Sect, wherein she was passionate, that the sword * 1.2 of division might pass through the sides of her own son into the heart of the Empire.
The Arians had in the Eastern parts been ill intrea∣ted under the Empire of Theodosius, and many of them were fled to Milan under the conduct of a false Bishop, a Scythian by Nation, and named Auxentius, as their head, but who for the hatred the people of Milan bore to this name of Auxentius, caused himself to be called Mercurinus.
He was a crafty and confident man, who having insinuated himself into the opinion of the Empress, failed not to procure by all possible means, the ad∣vancement of his Sect, and did among other things, very impudently demand a Church in the Citie of Milan, for the exercise of Arianism.
Justina, who in her own hands held the soul of * 1.3 her son Valentinian as a soft piece of wax, gave it such figure as best pleased her, and being very cunning, there was not any thing so unreasonable, which she did not ever colour with some fair pretext, to dazle the eyes of a child. She declared unto him, that the place she possessed near his persō, wel deserved to have a Church in Milan, wherein she might serve God ac∣cording to the Religion which she had professed from her younger days, and that it was the good of his State, peacefully to entertain every one in the Re∣ligion he should chose, since it was the proceeding of his father Valentinian, which she by experience knew had well succeeded with him.
To this she added the blandishments of a mother, which ever have much power over a young spirit: so that the Emperour perswaded by this Syren, sent to seek S. Ambrose, and declared unto him, that for the good of his State, and peace of his people, it was in agitation to accommodate his thrice-honoured mo∣ther, and those of her Sect, with a Church in Milan.
At this word S. Ambrose roared like a Lion, which made it appear he never would yield to the execution of such requests. The people of Milan, who honour∣ed their Prelate as the lively image of the worlds Sa∣viour, when they once perceived that Valentinian had suddenly called him, and that some ill affair was in hand, they left their houses, and came thundering from all parts to the Palace, whereat Justina was somewhat astonished, fearing there was some plot in it, and so instantly commanded the Captain of the Guard to go out and disperse the rude multitude, which he did, and presenting himself with the most resolute souldiers, he found no armed hands to resist him, but huge troups of people, which stretched out their necks and cried aloud, They would die for the defence of their faith and Pastour.
These out-cries proceeding as from men affrighted, terrified the young Emperour, and seeing the Cap∣tain of his Guards could use no other remedie, he besought S. Ambrose to shew himself to the people, to mollifie them, and promise, that for the business now treated, which was to allow a Church to the Hereticks, never had those conclusions been decreed, nor would he ever permit them. S. Ambrose appear∣ed, and as soon as he began to open his mouth, the people were appeased, as if they had been charm∣ed with his words; whereupon the Empress grew