This made the late Lord
St. Alban entitle his work Novum Organum; which, though by the most
of superficial men, who cannot get beyond the title of nominals, it
is not penetrated nor understood, it really openeth all defects of
learning whatsoever, and is a book
"Qui longum note scriptori proroget aevum." {62a}
My conceit of his person was never increased toward him by his place
or honours; but I have and do reverence him for the greatness that
was only proper to himself, in that he seemed to me ever, by his
work, one of the greatest men, and most worthy of admiration, that
had been in many ages. In his adversity I ever prayed that God
would give him strength; for greatness he could not want. Neither
could I condole in a word or syllable for him, as knowing no
accident could do harm to virtue, but rather help to make it
manifest.
De corruptela morum.--There cannot be one colour of the mind,
another of the wit. If the mind be staid, grave, and composed, the
wit is so; that vitiated, the other is blown and deflowered. Do we
not see, if the mind languish, the members are dull? Look upon an
effeminate person, his very gait confesseth him.
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