Passages from this character's speech that contain the most distinguishing words for Cluster 20 (ithimore, nat, invisible, notary, glycerie, humfrey…). Matches are highlighted.
bellows, beating of spirits, & scra ping of Croslets? it is a very secret Science, for none almost can understand the language of it. Sublimation, Almigation, Calcination, Rubification, Encorporati on, Circination, Sementation, Albification, and From mentation. With as many terms unpossible to be vtte read, as the Art to be compassed.
points. In our Art there are four Spirits. Thou art gross; we call those Spirits that are the grounds of our Art, & as it were the mettles more incorporative for domination. The first Spirit is Quicksilver. The second, Orpyment. The third, Sal Armoniac. The fourth, Brimstone. Thou cast remember these four spirits. Now are there
away; such a bald Art as never was, let him keep his new man, for he shall never see his old a gain; God Shield me from blowing gold to nothing, with a strong imagination to make nothing any thing. So I had a Master, I would not care what became of me. What Rafe? well met. No doubt you had a warm service of my Master the Alcumist.
Full speech
What a life do I lead with my Master no thing but blowing of bellows, beating of spirits, & scra ping of Croslets? it is a very secret Science, for none almost can understand the language of it. Sublimation, Almigation, Calcination, Rubification, Encorporati on, Circination, Sementation, Albification, and From mentation. With as many terms unpossible to be vtte read, as the Art to be compassed. Then our instruments, Croslets, Subliuato rises, Cucurbits, Limbecks, Decensores, Violes, manu all and mural, for enbibing and conbibing, Bellows, molificatiue and enduratiue. Then our Mettles, Saltpeter, Vitriol, Sal tartar, Sal perperat, Argon, Resagar, Sal Armonic, E grimony, Lumany, Brimstone, Valerian, Tartar Alam, Breeme-worte, Glass, Vnsleked lime, Chalk, A shes, hair; and what not, to make I know not what. And yet such a beggarly Science it is, and so strong on multiplication, that the end is to have ney there gold, wit, nor honesty. Fellow, upon what acquaintance? Thou art deceived, my Master is and Alcu missed. A little more then a man, and a hairs breadth less then a God. He can make of thy cap gold, and by multiplication of one groat, three old Angels. I have known him of the tag of a point, to make a silver boole of a pint. If thou have any gold to work on, thou art then made for ever: for with one pound of gold, he will go near to pave ten Akers of ground. Easily. First seem to understand the terms, and specially mark these points. In our Art there are four Spirits. Thou art gross; we call those Spirits that are the grounds of our Art, & as it were the mettles more incorporative for domination. The first Spirit is Quicksilver. The second, Orpyment. The third, Sal Armoniac. The fourth, Brimstone. Thou cast remember these four spirits. Now are there also seven bodies, but here comes my Master. No, such cunning men must disguise them selves, as though there were nothing in them for other wise they shall be compelled to work for Princes, and so be constrained to bewray their secrets. It is more certain then certainty. A pottle pot, nay I dare warrant it a whole Cupboard of plate: why of the quintessence of a leaden plummet, he hath framed xx, dozen of silver Spoons. Look how he studies, I durst venture my life he is now casting about, how of his breath he may make golden braselets, for oftentimes of smoke he hath made silver drops. Didst thou never hear how Jupiter came in a golden shower to Danae? I was glad to take air, for the mettle came so fast, that I feared my face would have been turned to silver. One that is desirous to learn your craft. My Master is so ravished with his Art, that we many times go supperless to bed, for he will make gold of his bread, and such is the drouth of his desire, that we all wish our very guts were gold. I am glad of this, for now I shall have leisure to run away; such a bald Art as never was, let him keep his new man, for he shall never see his old a gain; God Shield me from blowing gold to nothing, with a strong imagination to make nothing any thing. So I had a Master, I would not care what became of me. What Rafe? well met. No doubt you had a warm service of my Master the Alcumist. With a brother of thine I think, for he hath such a coat, and two brother's (as he says) seeking of Fortune's. He hath got a Master now, that will teach him to make you both his younger brother's. Nay he will teach him to cozen you both, & so get the Mill to himself. Come then and go with me, and I will bring you to him straight. That shower did my Master make of a spoon full of Tartar-alom, but with the fire of blood, & the corasiue of the air, he is able to make nothing infinite, but whist he espieth us.
Plot summary
Plot — Gallathea
Every five years, Lincolnshire’s fairest and chastest virgin is sacrificed to N&@ptumé; this ancient custom keeps the land safe from the monster Agat. The fathers of Galatea and PHyllidd independently attempt to preserve their respective daughters from selection for sacrifice by disguising her as a boy and sending her to hide in the woods. They meet: each takes the other for the boy she seems, and falls in love with ‘him’. Meanwhile, to make mischief among Diana’s nymphs, @upid cross-dresses too and gives them all amorous thoughts about the two disguised girls; but Galatea and Phyllida reject them all, each preferring the other. Cupid is captured, and set fiddly tasks by way of punishment. The day of the sacrifice arrives. M@be, the most suitable remaining virgin, is offered in sacrifice, but Neptune has seen through Galatea and Phyjllida’s disguises and will not take her; Hebe is relieved to-have survived and disappointed not to be the fairest virgin. WenGsS arrives to release her son, and appeals for Neptune’s help. He offers to discontinue the custom of sacrifice if Dia@iia will release Cupid, and, knowing it will save the lives of future virgins, Diana agrees. Galatea and Phyllida each discover the other's true gender, but Venus agrees to change one of them into a boy, but they are not to know which of them it is until they are married. In the sub-plot, three brothers are shipwrecked on the Lincolnshire coast, and seek their fortune by some other means than the sea. Raifé successively serves an alchemist and an astronomer, but ends up no richer than before; RGB too has little success, but Diek claims prosperity. The goddesses engage them to sing at the wedding of Galatea and Phyllida.