SIr, My Affection, not my Avarice,
Hath made m'Intrude into your Paradise:
Where, to Amazement, I have gladly seen
Earth's fairest Beauties, dress'd in Lovely-green:
So Glorious, so full of Eloquence,
They both surprize, and captivate the Sense:
So Ravishing, I cease to wonder more,
Why Dioclesian, the Emperou [...],
Put off His Purple, and resign'd up all,
To lead His Life, within a Garden-Wall:
So various, as if they meant to Vie
Their different Faces, with Humanitie:
So Numerous, wee'd think the Heav'nly Scheme,
Had not a Parent, for each Plant of them;
(Whereas, though Earth their Common Mother be,
They All from Heav'n, derive a Pedegree.)
And yet (to tell you Troth) there is a Plant,
Balis, by name, which Soveraign Herb, I want:
For, Draco, in his Heat, a Man hath slain;
And Thylo-like, I'de have him Live again.
But O their Vertues! those do strike me Mute,
Th'are past Expression; some, past finding out;
Or pestered with an Inconvenience, which
Makes Him that knows 'em, but a knowing-Witch:
And that's one Reason th'are so closely hid,
(Nature's whole System, so inveloped)
And we (Poor Mortalls!) thus expos'd to trie
Endlesse Conclusions, for their Energie.
Nor should w'in any measure, this attain;
But that some Vocal Signatures, explain
The end of their Production, and Restore
To us, in part, what Adam knew before.
In which Grave Search, a number have done well,
But very few, had fortune to excell:
And those that did, the Ancients greatly Priz'd,
Rewarded high, nay, sometime Idoliz'd.
Thus Chiron, for his Skill, was feign'd the Son
Of Saturn and Phillyre; Aesc'lapius won
A God's repute; Blind Homer magnifies
Italian Circe: others, Canonize
Her for a Goddesse; and the Marsian-race
(Descended from Her) hold in special grace.
Thus, the great Language-master, Mithridate,
Lives still Adored, for His Cabinet
Of Recipe's and Secrets; welcomer
To Pompey, than all else He got by th'War:
Lenaeus famous, in the Roman-State,
Because those Jewels He did well Translate:
And Valgius, for His Tract of Simples writ
(Though left Unperfect)'s venerable, yet.
So Theophrastus, Dioscorides,
Galen, and Pli [...]y, wear Immortal Baies:
Rhasis and M [...]sue, noble Avicen,
Admired all, by ev'ry worthy Pen:
And 'twere Ingrate, should any lesse be done,
To Painful Gerard, or Learn'd Parkinson:
For, they have much advanc'd Bota [...]ick-Skill,
And made it Passable, to those that will
Pursue their Steps. But now! what shall we say
What owe we to You, that have Smooth'd the Way,
And cut it shorter, by whole Shelv's of Books,
That serve, but to confound'em Overlooks
Their Bulkie Vol'ms? So Methodiz'd the Art,
That now 'tis Apposite Man's ev'ry Part:
Whose Triple Regions have their Plants at hand,
His Limbs, their proper M [...]d'cines, at command.
What Nature, but confusedly presents,
Y'have Orderly dispos'd, to Her intents;
Distiguish'd by their severall Names, and where
Those puzzel us, y'are their Interpreter.
Their Qualities, their Formes, you doe declare,
Which cure Diseases, which 'gainst Poysons are;
Heale Sores, or yield us D [...]licates, to Eat,
Which serve for Sauce, to Saporate our Meat;
And all at easie Rates. I could (almost)
Believe, the Wise-mans Books were never Lost,
(Such is the Knowledge, doth from hence accrew▪)
Or (were they so) I'm sure th'are found in You.
Go on (Brave Soul!) and Perfect this Design,
Whil'st we conspire, to make Your Glory shine;
And (with Respect to Learning) fancy still,
That Coles hath writ, as fair, as any Quill.