The Anatomy of Melancholy by Robert Burton
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iis qui peccant_, others as absurd, vain, idle, illiterate, &c. _Nonnulli
alii idem fecerunt_; others have done as much, it may be more, and perhaps thou thyself, _Novimus et qui te_, &c. We have all our faults; _scimus, et hanc, veniaim_, &c.; [106]thou censurest me, so have I done others, and may do thee, _Cedimus inque vicem_, &c., 'tis _lex talionis, quid pro quo_. Go now, censure, criticise, scoff, and rail. [107] "Nasutus cis usque licet, sis denique nasus: Non potes in nugas dicere plura meas, Ipse ego quam dixi, &c." "Wert thou all scoffs and flouts, a very Momus, Than we ourselves, thou canst not say worse of us." Thus, as when women scold, have I cried whore first, and in some men's censures I am afraid I have overshot myself, _Laudare se vani, vituperare stulti_, as I do not arrogate, I will not derogate. _Primus vestrum non sum, nec imus_, I am none of the best, I am none of the meanest of you. As I am an inch, or so many feet, so many parasangs, after him or him, I may be peradventure an ace before thee. Be it therefore as it is, well or ill, I have essayed, put myself upon the stage; I must abide the censure, I may not escape it. It is most true, _stylus virum arguit_, our style bewrays us, and as [108]hunters find their game by the trace, so is a man's genius descried by his works, _Multo melius ex sermone quam lineamentis, de moribus hominum judicamus_; it was old Cato's rule. I have laid myself open (I know it) in this treatise, turned mine inside outward: I shall be censured, I doubt not; for, to say truth with Erasmus, _nihil morosius hominum judiciis_, there is nought so peevish as men's judgments; yet this is some comfort, _ut palata, sic judicia_, our censures are as various as our palates. |
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