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Nature: for this cause is our King wedded to the Water-bearers Daughter,of which Water-bearer I told you that his body, his Pitcher, and the Waterin it, are all one; and his Daughter was the Queen which arose out of thewater, in which was seen a Lamp burning: Wonder not at it, that a Queenshould spring out of a Water-bearers loins, for the King is also his Son, andhe is greater than both. For know, that in this place there is nothing so hardto get as Water, which cannot be brought but by him that hath the Keys ofthe whole Kingdom. Take this then for a great secret, our Water-bearer isFather to the King and Queen: the King being at perfect years, is at his owndispose, and enjoys more Riches then his Father; but his Father hath theKey of a Closet, in which is Riches enough for all in the Kingdom, to makeevery Subject as rich as the King; but the dispose of the wealth the Kingonly is to have, yet can he not have it in his possession till he marry hisSister, which is in the water of the pitcher invisible. This his Sister, is alsohis Mother and his Father, for it is one with the Water-bearer, the Waterand the Pitcher, as is said. By reason of his Consanquinity the Kingembraceth his Sister very desirously, and she by his embraces appears as aQueen, and then the Water-bearer, and his Water and Pitcher vanish, andthe King and Queen remain alone: at length both King and Queen aredrowned, after the immoderate use of Venery, and violent sweating andpissing, which sweat, tears and urine, do make one Sea, in which swim twoFishes without flesh and bones, which after resolve and make one Broth,which is called Water permanent.Who knoweth not this in knowledge is blind,He may forth wander as mist in the wind,Wotting never with profit where to light,Because he understands not our words aright.Thus though I have somewhat Metaphorically deciphered our trueprinciples, yet so plainly as that you may with diligence understand themeaning, and unless you know this, you will proceed blind-fold in yourwork, not knowing the causes of things, so that every puff of Sophisterswill toss you, like as a Feather is tossed in the Air with a blast of wind: fourour Books are full of obscurity, and Philosophers write horrid Metaphorsand Riddles to them who are not upon a sure bottom, which like to arunning Stream will carry them down head-long into despair and errors,which they can never escape till they so far understand our writings, as todiscern the subject Matter of our secrets, which being known the rest is notso hard.Joyn kind therefore with kind, as good reason is,For every Burgeon answers his own seed,Man getteth Man, a Beast a Beast I wis,76