e quiet for the present, and they free
from foreign fears, outward accidents, yet their bodies are out of tune,
they suspect some part or other to be amiss, now their head aches, heart,
stomach, spleen, &c. is misaffected, they shall surely have this or that
disease; still troubled in body, mind, or both, and through wind, corrupt
fantasy, some accidental distemper, continually molested. Yet for all this,
as [2496]Jacchinus notes, "in all other things they are wise, staid,
discreet, and do nothing unbeseeming their dignity, person, or place, this
foolish, ridiculous, and childish fear excepted;" which so much, so
continually tortures and crucifies their souls, like a barking dog that
always bawls, but seldom bites, this fear ever molesteth, and so long as
melancholy lasteth, cannot be avoided.

Sorrow is that other character, and inseparable companion, as individual as
Saint Cosmus and Damian, _fidus Achates_, as all writers witness, a common
symptom, a continual, and still without any evident cause, [2497]_moerent
omnes, et si roges eos reddere causam, non possunt_: grieving still, but
why they cannot tell: _Agelasti, moesti, cogitabundi_, they look as if they
had newly come forth of Trophonius' den. And though they laugh many times,
and seem to be extraordinary merry (as they will by fits), yet extreme
lumpish again in an instant, dull and heavy, _semel et simul_, merry and
sad, but most part sad: [2498]_Si qua placent, abeunt; inimica tenacius
haerent_: sorrow sticks by them still continually, gnawing as the vulture
did [2499]Titius' bowels, and they cannot avoid it. No sooner are their
eyes open, but after terrible and troublesome dreams their heavy hearts
begin to sigh: they are still fretting, chafing, sighing, grieving,
complaining, finding faults, repining, grudging, weeping,
_Heautontimorumenoi_, vexing themselves, [2500]disquieted in mind, with
restless, unquiet thoughts, discontent, either for their own, other men's
or public affairs, such as concern them not; things past, present, or to
come, the remembrance of some disgrace, loss, injury, abuses, &c. troubles
them now being idle afresh, as if it were new done; they are afflicted
otherwise for some danger, loss, want, shame, misery, that will certainly
come, as they suspect and mistrust. Lugubris Ate frowns upon them, insomuch
that Areteus well calls it _angorem animi_, a vexation of the mind, a
perpetual agony. They can hardly be pleased, or eased, though in