his patient, in the same predicament; and [5342]Ulricus Molitor,
out of Austin, hath a story of one, that through vehemency of his love
passion, still thought he saw his mistress present with him, she talked
with him, _Et commisceri cum ea vigilans videbatur_, still embracing him.

Now if this passion of love can produce such effects, if it be pleasantly
intended, what bitter torments shall it breed, when it is with fear and
continual sorrow, suspicion, care, agony, as commonly it is, still
accompanied, what an intolerable [5343]pain must it be?

------"Non tam grandes
Gargara culmos, quot demerso
Pectore curas longa nexas
Usque catena, vel quae penitus
Crudelis amor vulnera miscet."

"Mount Gargarus hath not so many stems
As lover's breast hath grievous wounds,
And linked cares, which love compounds."

When the King of Babylon would have punished a courtier of his, for loving
of a young lady of the royal blood, and far above his fortunes, [5344]
Apollonius in presence by all means persuaded to let him alone; "For to
love and not enjoy was a most unspeakable torment," no tyrant could invent
the like punishment; as a gnat at a candle, in a short space he would
consume himself. For love is a perpetual [5345]_flux, angor animi_, a
warfare, _militat omni amans_, a grievous wound is love still, and a
lover's heart is Cupid's quiver, a consuming [5346]fire, [5347]_accede ad
hunc ignem_, &c. an inextinguishable fire.

[5348] ------"alitur et crescit malum,
Et ardet intus, qualis Aetnaeo vapor
Exundat antro"------

As Aetna rageth, so doth love, and more than Aetna or any material fire.

[5349] ------"Nam amor saepe Lypareo
Vulcano ardentiorem flammam incendere solet."

Vulcan's flames are but smoke to this. For fire, saith [5350]Xenophon,
burns them alone that stand near it, or touch it; but this fire of love
burneth and scorcheth afar off, and is more hot and vehement than any
material fire: [5351]_Ignis in igne furit_, 'tis a fire in a fire, the
quintessence of fire. For when Nero burnt Rome, as Calisto urgeth, he fired
houses, consumed men's bodies and goods; but this fire devours the soul
itself, "and [5352]one soul is worth a hundred thousand bodies." No water
can quench this wild fire.

[5353] ------"In pectus coecos absorbuit ignes,
Ignes qui nec aqua perimi potuere, nec imbre
Diminui, neque graminibus