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  • Title: Friar Bacon and Friar Bungay (Quarto)
  • Editors: Christopher Hicklin, Christopher Matusiak

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    Author: Robert Greene
    Editors: Christopher Hicklin, Christopher Matusiak
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    Friar Bacon and Friar Bungay (Quarto)

    The honourable historie of Frier Bacon.
    in your hand, the latter day is come.
    Bacon. Miles I come, oh passing warily watcht,
    Bacon will make thee next himselfe in loue,
    1645When spake the Head?
    Miles. When spake the Head, did not you say that hee
    should tell strange principles of Philosophie, why sir it speaks but
    two wordes at a time.
    Bacon. Why villaine hath it spoken oft.
    1650Miles. Oft, I marie hath it thrice: but in all those three times
    it hath vttered but seuen wordes.
    Bacon. As how.
    Miles. Marrie sir, the first time he said, Time is, as if Fabius
    cumentator should haue pronounst a sentence, he said Time was,
    1655and the third time with thunder and lightning, as in great choller,
    he said Time is past.
    Bacon. Tis past indeed, a villaine time is past,
    My life, my fame, my glorie, all are past:
    Bacon, the turrets of thy hope are ruind downe,
    1660Thy seuen yeares studie lieth in the dust:
    Thy Brazen-head lies broken through a slaue
    That watcht, and would not when the Head did will,
    What said the Head first.
    Miles. Euen sir, Time is,
    1665Bacon. Villaine if thou hadst cald to Bacon then,
    If thou hadst watcht and wakte the sleepie frier,
    The Brazen-head had vttered Aphorismes,
    And England had been circled round with brasse,
    But proud Astmeroth ruler of the North,
    1670And Demegorgon maister of the fates,
    Grudge that a mortall man should worke so much,
    Hell trembled at my deepe commanding spels,
    Fiendes frownd to see a man their ouermatch,
    Bacon might bost more than a man might boast:
    1675But now the braues of Bacon hath an end,
    Europes conceit of Bacon hath an end:
    His seuen yeares practise sorteth to ill end: