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Our care and duty shall be had my Lord. How now young Brown, what have you there? Where is his Grace? You and the M rquesse, draw the Princes mind To follow pleasure, & neglect his book: For which the King blames us. But credit me, You shall be soundly paid immediately. Go bear this youngster to the Chapel, And bid the M. of the Children whip him well: The Prince will not learn sir, and you shall smart for it. That shall not serve your turn, away I say. So sir, this policy was well devised: Since he was whipped thus for the Princes faults, His Grace hath God more knowledge in a month, Than he attained in a year before, For still the fearful boy to save his breech, Does hourly haunt him whereso ere he goes. We saw not your Grace to day. We doubt it not fair Prince: Lords, Gentlemen give leave. I beseech your Grace. How thinks your Grace, is there a place of Pur gatorie or no? P. Truly I think none, yet must I urge to you whats laid To me, this world you know hath been five Thousand years Still increasing, still decreasing, still repleni h't, How long it will be, none know's but he that made it, We all do call our selves Gods children, yet sure some are not, But think you Tutor that the compasle of that heaven & hell, Is able to contain those souls so numberless, That ever breathed since the first breath was given, Without a Tertium, or a third place. Who puts these doubts within your Graceshead Are Like their own belief, slite, and unregarded, And is as easily answered and confuted: Quod est inf itum, non habet finem, Calum est opus Dei, opus Dei est infinitum: E go Calum, est infinitum. That which is infinite hath no end at all, For that eterniti , that everlasting essence, That did concord heaven, earth, and hell to be Is of himself all infinite, that heaven and hell are so, His power, his works, and words do witness it, For what is infinite, hath in it sell no-end, Then must the heavens which is his glorious seat, Be incomprehensible containing him, Then what should need a third place to contain, A world of Infinites so vast and main. My Lord. He does attend your Grace without my Lord. Withal my heart my Lord, and wish the king, Would dame to here our disputarion. Conferring with his counsel gracious Prince, There is some earnest business troubles him: The Guards are doubled, and commandment given, That none be suffered to come near the presence, God keep his Majesty from traitors hands. Pray God it be no worse my Lord. Sir I obey ye God so deal with me, As I have wished unto his Majesty. Nay good sir William, your message moves not me, My service to his royal Majesty Was always true and joust, so help me heaven: Only I pray your Grace to move the King, That I may come to trial speedily, And if in ought I have deserved death, Let me not draw another minutes breath. Nay, now you shall not, whose within there ho? strai e See where the boy comes and the Kings Fool with him; Lets not be seen, but list their conference. Omne Animal est, aut homo, aut bestiam: And thus 'tis proved my Lord, Omne Animal, est rationalis, vel irratio nalis, homo est rationalis, Bestiam irrationalis, Ergo omne Animal homo est, vel Bestis: Amongst all the creatures in this Universe, Or on the earth, or flying in the air, Man only reason hath, others only sense, So what is only sensual, in not man, but beast: For man both sense and reason hath: So every creature, having one of these, is sure or man, or best: and though all beasts are not fourfooted. I hope your excellence can answer me in that axiom of Philosophy, I propound to you. For many beasts have wings serving in stead of feet, and some have horn's, of which we thus esteem, Animal cornutum non habet dentes supremas, No horned beast hath teeth above the roof. Heal h to your Highness, God increase your days: The hope of England, and of learning's praise.