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- Edition: Friar Bacon and Friar Bungay
Friar Bacon and Friar Bungay (Quarto)
- Introduction
- Texts of this edition
- Contextual materials
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- The Famous History of Friar Bacon
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- Inventions or Devices Very Necessary for all Generals and Captains or Leaders of Men
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- A Book of Magic, with Instructions for Invoking Spirits
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- A Geometrical Practice named Pantometria
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- Autobiographical Tracts of Dr. John Dee
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- The Vanity of the Eye
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- The Comical History of Alphonsus King of Aragon
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172Enter frier Bacon, with Miles his poore scholer with bookes
173vnder his arme, with them Burden, Mason,
174Clement, three doctors.
175Bacon. Miles where are you?
179in vnum.
181That rule in Oxford Vizroies in your place,
182Whose heads containe Maps of the liberall arts,
183Spending your time in deapth of learned skill,
186Say whats your mind, that I may make replie.
188That thou art read in Magicks mysterie,
189In Piromancie to diuine by flames,
190To tell by Hadromaticke, ebbes and tides,
191By Aeromancie, to discouer doubts,
192To plaine out questions, as Apollo did.
195names the Fable of the Fox and the grapes, that which is aboue
196vs, pertains nothing to vs.
197Burden. I tell thee Bacon, Oxford makes report,
198Nay England, and the court of Henrie saies,
199Thart making of a brazen head by art,
205Bacon. And what of this?
207for he knowes if your skill faile to make a brazen head, yet mo-
209per nose.
210Clement. Bacon we come not greeuing at thy skill,
211But ioieng that our Academie yeelds
213For if thy cunning worke these myracles,
214England and Europe shall admire thy fame,
217Eternize Frier Bacon for his art.
218Mason. Then gentle Frier, tell vs thy intent.
219Bacon. Seeing you come as friends vnto the frier
221Make storming Boreas thunder from his caue,
222And dimme faire Luna to a darke Eclipse,
223The great arch-ruler, potentate of hell,
224Trembles, when Bacon bids him, or his fiends,
225Bow to the force of his Pentageron.
226What art can worke, the frolicke frier knowes,
227And therefore will I turne my Magicke bookes,
228And straine out Nigromancie to the deepe,
229I haue contrivd and framde a head of brasse,
232And I will strengthen England by my skill,
234With all the legions Europe doth containe,
236The worke that Ninus reard at Babylon,
237The brazen walles framde by Semiramis,
238Carued out like to the portall of the sunne,
240From Douer to the market place of Rie.
245companions as any be in hell.
246Mason. No doubt but magicke may doe much in this,
247For he that reades but Mathematicke rules,
250Burden. But Bacon roues a bow beyond his reach,
251And tels of more than magicke can performe:
252Thinking to get a fame by fooleries,
254And red of many secrets, yet to thinke,
255That heads of Brasse can vtter any voice,
256Or more, to tell of deepe philosophie,
262Burden. I will aske what thou can.
265worthie.
267vpon the Thembs?
268Burden. I was, what then?
270Burden. I, none at all I red not there a line.
273touch you?
278laams Asse.
281Ile shew you why he haunts to Henly oft,
283But there to spend the night in Alcumie,
285Thus priuat steales he learning from vs all,
287The booke he keepes at Henly for himselfe.
290booke.
291Heere he coniures.
293Enter a woman with a shoulder of mutton
294on a spit, and a Deuill.
299der of mutton to make it exceed.
300Hostesse. Oh where am I, or whats become of me.
301Bacon. What art thou?
306A motion mooued me to looke forth of dore.
307No sooner had I pried into the yard,
309And mounted me aloft vnto the cloudes:
310As in a trance I thought nor feared nought,
311Nor know I where or whether I was tane:
316That you and I at Henly plaid at cardes.
317Burden. I knowe not what we did, a poxe of all coniuring
318Friers.
319Clement. Now iolly Frier tell vs, is this the booke
320that Burden is so carefull to looke on?
321Bacon. It is, but Burden tell me now,
322Thinkest thou that Bacons Nicromanticke skill,
323Cannot performe his head and wall of Brasse,
326iure as well as you, hee would haue his booke euerie night from
327Henly to study on at Oxford.
328Mason. Burden what are you mated by this frolicke Frier,
329Looke how he droops, his guiltie conscience
333Fore supper ginne, Burden bid her adew,
337Exeunt Hostesse and the Deuill.
338Burden. The deuill take thee and Henly too.
340Bacon. Whats that?
343ing after.
345You haue seene the Frier frame his art by proofe:
346And as the colledge called Brazennose,
347Is vnder him and he the maister there:
350And Hell and Heccate shall faile the Frier,
351But I will circle England round with brasse.
353Exeunt omnes.