of him than one.  He cannot think so many wise men should be in error, nor so many honest men out of the way, and his wonder is double when he sees these oppose one another.  He hates authority as the tyrant of reason, and you cannot anger him worse than with a father’s dixit, and yet that many are not persuaded with reason, shall authorise his doubt.  In sum, his whole life is a question, and his salvation a greater, which death only concludes, and then he is resolved.

AN ATTORNEY.

His antient beginning was a blue coat, since a livery, and his hatching under a lawyer; whence, though but pen-feathered, he hath now nested for himself, and with his hoarded pence purchased an office.  Two desks and a quire of paper set him up, where he now sits in state for all comers.  We can call him no great author, yet he writes very much and with the infamy of the court is maintained in his libels[61].  He has some smatch of a scholar, and yet uses Latin very hardly; and lest it should accuse him, cuts it off in the midst, and will not let it speak out.  He is, contrary to great men, maintained by his followers, that is, his poor country clients, that worship him more than their landlord, and be they never such churls, he looks for their courtesy.  He first racks them soundly himself, and then delivers them to the lawyer for execution.  His looks are very solicitous, importing much haste and dispatch:  he is never without his hands full of business, that is—­of paper.  His skin becomes at last as dry as his parchment, and his face as intricate as the most winding cause.  He talks statutes as fiercely as if he had mooted[62] seven years in the inns of court, when all his skill is stuck in his girdle, or in his office-window.  Strife and wrangling have made him rich, and he is thankful to his benefactor, and nourishes it.  If he live in a country village, he makes all his neighbours good subjects; for there shall be nothing done but what there is law for.  His business gives him not leave to think of his conscience, and when the time, or term, of his life is going out, for doomsday he is secure; for he hopes he has a trick to reverse judgment.

A PARTIAL MAN

Is the opposite extreme to a defamer, for the one speaks ill falsely, and the other well, and both slander the truth.  He is one that is still weighing men in the scale of comparisons, and puts his affections, in the one balance, and that sways.  His friend always shall do best, and you shall rarely hear good of his enemy.  He considers first the man and then the thing, and restrains all merit to what they deserve of him.  Commendations he esteems not the debt of worth, but the requital of kindness; and if you ask his reason, shows his interest, and tells you how much he is beholden to that man.  He is one that ties his judgment to the wheel of fortune, and they determine giddily both alike.  He prefers