In Time Of Sickness The

Hope Is A Working-man's Dream.

Nothing Which We Can Imagine About Nature Is Incredible.

And That All Seas Are Made Calme And Still With Oile; And Therefore The Divers Under The Water Doe Spirt And Sprinkle It Abroad With Their Mouthes Because It Dulceth And Allaieth The Unpleasant Nature Thereof, And Carrieth A Light With It.

Many Other Means There Be, That Promise The Foreknowledge Of Things To Come: Besides The Raising Up And Conjuring Of Ghosts Departed, The Conference Also With Familiars And Spirits Infernal. And All These Were Found Out In Our Days, To Be No Better Than Vanities And False Illusions.

We Listen With Deep Interest To What We Hear, For To Man Novelty Is Ever Charming.