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ON THE AUTHORS Medical-Philosophical Discourses.
THE intricate and hidden cause of things,
Both Peace and Strife by what means Nature brings,
What various motions Bodies do inspire;
What mixes with the Waters quenchless Fire?
What Bonds the Elements together tye,
Before this happyer Age unfolded lye:
Things hid to former Ages, and unknown,
The Secrets of the world to all are shown.
Metals dug from the Bowels of the Earth,
Tho they from Phoebus boast their Heavenly birth,
We without light, dark and obscure behold,
And Splendor's found only in burnisht Gold.
Iron unknown lay hidden without light,
By Slaves wrought from the Mine grows dazeling bright.
This to whole Troops confusion doth afford,
Wit, which first fram'd, stoops to, the Victor Sword.
We thus of old did Nature search in vain,
Our Arts did only ith' outward bark remain,
But now we her hid mysteries unfold,
And the great secrets of the world behold.
Better than us, herself can hardly tell,
What Love doth far within high Mountains dwell.
What flame first gives the Marble Quarry birth;
To Metals forms blind Rudiments of Earth,
And the hard child doth to perfection bring:
Why Earth shows her rich Treasures in the Spring;
And shines, made brave with her own Native flowers.
What gentle gales, and what sweet moistning showers,
Do on the pregnant Goddess Seed bestow;
Whilst Heavenly Iris mounts the Cloudy Bow.