tant; but, in proportion to its importance, equally difficult to describe-as it operates upon the history of the Bibliomania. Now blazed forth, but blazed for a short period, the exquisite talents of Wyatt, Surrey, Vaux, Fischer, More, and, when he made his abode with us the incomparable Erasmus. But these in their turn. PHIL. You omit Wolsey. Surely he knew something about books? LYSAND. I am at present only making the sketch of my grand picture. Wolsey, I assure you, shall stand in the foreground. Nor shall the immortal Leland be treated in a less distinguished manner. Give me only ample room and verge I am the firste fole of all the hole navy To kepe the pompe, the helme, and eke the sayle: I take no wysdome by them: nor yet avayle Shyp of Folys, &c. Pynson's edit. 1509, fol. enough,' and a little breathing time to collect my powers, and then LIS. Yes and then'-you will infect us from top to toe with the BOOK-DISEASE! PHIL. In truth I already begin to feel the consequence of the innumerable miasms of it, which are floating in the atmosphere of this library. I move that we adjourn to a purer air. LYSAND. I second the motion: for having reached the commencement of Henry's reign, it will be difficult to stop at any period in it previous to that of the Reformation. LIS. Agreed. Thanks to the bacchanalian bounty of Lorenzo, we are sufficiently enlivened to enter yet further, and more enthusiastically, into this congenial discourse. Dame nature and good sense equally admonish us now to depart. Let us, therefore, close the apertures of these gorgeous decanters : 'Claudite jam rivos, pueri: sat prata bibêrunt!' |