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The Anatomy of Melancholy

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She would comb him, dress him, feed him, and trick him every day her self, and he should work no more, toil no more, but rest and play, &c. And besides she would have a dainty picture drawn, in perpetual remembrance, a virgin riding upon an Asses back with this motto, Asino vectore regia virgo fugiens captivitatem; why said she all this? why did she make such promises to a dumb beast?

But that she perceived the poor Asse to be taken with her beauty; for he did often obliquo collo pedes puellæ decoros basiare, kiss her feet as she rid, & ad delicatulas voculas tentabat adhinnire, offer to give consent as much as in him was to her delicate speeches, and besides he had some feeling as he conceived of her misery.

And why did Theagines horse in Heliodorus curvet, prance, and go so proudly, exultans alacriter & superbiens, &c. but that sure as mine author supposeth, he was in love with his master? dixisses ipsum equum pulchrum intelligere pulchram domini formam?

A fly lighted on Malthus cheek as he lay asleep; but why? Not to hurt him, as a parasite of his standing by well perceived, non ut pungeret sed ut oscularetur, but certainly to kiss him, as ravished with his divine looks.

Inanimate creatures I suppose, have a touch of this, when a drop of Psyches Candle fell on Cupids shoulder, I think sure it was to kiss it. When Venus ran to meet her rose-cheeked Adonis, as an elegant Poet of ours sets her out,

—— the bushes in the way Some catch her neck, some kiss her face, Some twine about her legs to make her stay, And all did covet her for to embrace.

Aer ipse amore inficitur, as Heliodorus holds, the ayr it self is in love: For when Hero plaid upon her Lute,

The wanton Air in twenty sweet forms danc’t After her fingers ——

and those lascivious winds staid Daphne when she fled from Apollo;

—— nudabant corpora venti, Obviaque adversas vibrabant flamina vestes.

Boreas ventus loved Hyacinthus, and Orithya Ericthons daughter of Athens: vi rapuit, &c. he took her away by force, as she was playing with other wenches at Ilissus, and begat Zetes and Calais his two sons of her. That seas and waters are enamoured with this our beauty, is all out as likely as that of the air and winds; for when Leander swimmed in the Hellespont, Neptune with his Trident did beat down the waves, but

They still mounted up intending to have kiss’d him, And fell in drops like tears because they mist him.

The River Alpheus was in love with Arethusa, as she tells the tale herself,

—— viridesque manu siccata capillos, Fluminis Alphei veteres recitavit amores; Pars ego Nympharum, &c. ——

When our Tame and Isis meet

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She would comb him, groom him, feed him and adorn him herself every day; he should work no more, toil no more, but rest and play, and so forth. Besides, she would have a fine picture painted as a lasting memorial: a maiden riding on an ass’s back, with this inscription, “A royal maiden escaping captivity with an ass as her bearer.” Why did she say all this? Why did she make such promises to a speechless beast?

Because she perceived that the poor ass was captivated by her beauty. For he often “turned his neck to kiss the girl’s lovely feet,” kissing her feet as she rode, “and tried to bray in response to her sweet little words,” attempting, as far as he could, to show his agreement with her tender speech. Besides, he thought he had some fellow feeling for her distress.

And why did Theagenes’ horse in Heliodorus curvet, prance and move so proudly, “leaping eagerly and showing off,” and so forth, unless surely, as my author supposes, it was in love with its master? “Would you not have said that the handsome horse itself understood the beauty of its master’s form?”

A fly landed on Malthus’s cheek as he lay asleep. But why? Not to hurt him, as a hanger-on standing beside him clearly understood: “not to sting him but to kiss him”—certainly to kiss him, enraptured by his divine looks.

Even inanimate things, I suppose, have a touch of this. When a drop from Psyche’s candle fell on Cupid’s shoulder, surely, I think, it was to kiss it. When Venus ran to meet her rosy-cheeked Adonis, as an elegant poet of ours describes her,

——the bushes in her path: Some catch her neck, some kiss her face, Some coil around her legs to make her stay, And all longed to embrace her.

“The very air is infected with love,” as Heliodorus maintains: the air itself is in love. For when Hero played her lute,

The playful air danced in twenty lovely shapes To the movement of her fingers——

and those lustful winds held Daphne back as she fled from Apollo:

——the winds laid bare her body, And the opposing gusts fluttered her clothes against her.

Boreas, the north wind, loved Hyacinthus, and Orithyia, Ericthon’s daughter of Athens: “he carried her off by force,” and so on. He abducted her as she was playing with other girls beside the Ilissus, and fathered his two sons, Zetes and Calais, by her. That seas and waters fall in love with our beauty is every bit as likely as the same claim about the air and winds. For when Leander swam in the Hellespont, Neptune beat down the waves with his trident, but

They kept rising, intending to kiss him, And fell in drops like tears because they missed him.

The river Alpheus was in love with Arethusa, as she tells the story herself:

——and, drying her green hair with her hand, She recounted the river Alpheus’s old love: “I was one of the nymphs,” and so on——

When our Thame and Isis meet,

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About This Reading Edition

Robert Burton’s Anatomy ranges across medicine, philosophy, poetry, religion, and everyday life in its inquiry into melancholy. This complete parallel edition pairs the 1651 English text with a close modern English rendering, preserving the three Partitions, Democritus Junior’s address to the reader, verse, and the historical index.

Historical Text and Translation

The historical text follows the sixth edition, printed at Oxford for Henry Cripps in 1651, using the McGill University Library copy. The supplied edition documents missing printed pages 98–99 supplied from another 1651 copy at the Bavarian State Library. Historical folio labels and their irregularities remain visible; web reader numbers identify reflowed passages and do not claim to reproduce PDF pagination.

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