The compovnd of alchymy Or The ancient hidden Art of Archemie: Conteining the right & perfectest meanes to make the Philosophers Stone, Aurum potabile, with other excellent Experiments. Diuided into twelue Gates. First written by ... George Ripley ... & Dedicated to K. Edward the 4. Whereunto is adioyned his Epistle to the King, his Vision, his Wheele & other his Workes, neuer before published: with certaine briefe Additions of other notable Writers concerning the same. Set foorth by Raph Rabbards Gentleman, studious and expert in Archemicall Artes |
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An Admonition, wherein the Author declareth his erronious Experiments.
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An Admonition, wherein the Author declareth his erronious Experiments.
After all this, I will thou vnderstand
For thy sauegard, what I haue doone,
Manie experiments haue I taken in hand
As I found written for Sunne and Moone:
The which I will tell thee, rehearsing soone,
Beginning at the vermilion, which proued nought,
And Mercurie sublimed, which I dearly bought.
For thy sauegard, what I haue doone,
Manie experiments haue I taken in hand
As I found written for Sunne and Moone:
The which I will tell thee, rehearsing soone,
Beginning at the vermilion, which proued nought,
And Mercurie sublimed, which I dearly bought.
I made solutions full manie a one
Of spirits, ferments, salts, yron, and steele,
Weening so to make the Philosophers Stone:
But finally I lost euery deele,
After my bookes yet wrought I weele,
Which euermore vntrue I preeued,
Which made me oft full sore agreeued.
Of spirits, ferments, salts, yron, and steele,
Weening so to make the Philosophers Stone:
But finally I lost euery deele,
After my bookes yet wrought I weele,
Which euermore vntrue I preeued,
Which made me oft full sore agreeued.
Waters corsiue and waters ardent,
With which I wrought in diuers wise,
Manie one I made, but all were shent,
Egg-shells I calcined twice or thrise,
Oyles from Calxes I made vp to rise,
And euery Element I did from other twin,
But profit found I none therein.
With which I wrought in diuers wise,
Manie one I made, but all were shent,
Egg-shells I calcined twice or thrise,
Oyles from Calxes I made vp to rise,
And euery Element I did from other twin,
But profit found I none therein.
Also I wrought in sulphure and vitriall,
Which fooles doe call the greene Lyon,
In Arsinike, in orpiment, foule them befall,
In debili principio was my inception,
Therefore in fine, was fraude my conclusion:
And thus I blew my thrift at the cole,
My cloathes were bawdie, my stomacke neuer whole.
Which fooles doe call the greene Lyon,
In Arsinike, in orpiment, foule them befall,
In debili principio was my inception,
Therefore in fine, was fraude my conclusion:
And thus I blew my thrift at the cole,
My cloathes were bawdie, my stomacke neuer whole.
Sal Armoniacke, and Sandiuere,
Sal Alcalie, Sal allembroke, and Sal attinckarre,
Sal tartar, salt common, Sal gem most cleare,
Salt Peter, salt sod, of these beware,
And from the odour of quicksiluer keepe thee farre,
Meddle not with Mercurie precipitate,
Neither with imperfect bodies rubificate.
Sal Alcalie, Sal allembroke, and Sal attinckarre,
Sal tartar, salt common, Sal gem most cleare,
Salt Peter, salt sod, of these beware,
And from the odour of quicksiluer keepe thee farre,
Meddle not with Mercurie precipitate,
Neither with imperfect bodies rubificate.
I prooued vrine, eggs, haire and blood,
The soule of Saturne, and also of markazite,
Æs vst, and Crokefeere, which did me neuer good,
And the scales of yron which Smithes of smite,
Litarge and Antimonie, not worth a mite;
Of the which gay tinctures did I shew,
Both red and white, which were vntrew.
The soule of Saturne, and also of markazite,
Æs vst, and Crokefeere, which did me neuer good,
And the scales of yron which Smithes of smite,
Litarge and Antimonie, not worth a mite;
Of the which gay tinctures did I shew,
Both red and white, which were vntrew.
Oyle of lyme, and water with labour great
I made, calcining it with salt preperate,
And by it selfe with violent heate,
Grinding with vineger till I was fatigate,
And also with aqua vitæ, with spices acuate
Vpon a marble Stone, which stood me in cost,
And oyles with corosiues I made; but all was lost.
I made, calcining it with salt preperate,
And by it selfe with violent heate,
Grinding with vineger till I was fatigate,
And also with aqua vitæ, with spices acuate
Vpon a marble Stone, which stood me in cost,
And oyles with corosiues I made; but all was lost.
Manie a Malgame did I make,
Weening to fixe them to great auaile,
And thereto Sulphure did I take,
Tartar, egges, whites, and oyle of the snayle,
But euer of my purpose did I faile,
For what for the more, and what for the las,
Euermore something wanting there was.
Weening to fixe them to great auaile,
And thereto Sulphure did I take,
Tartar, egges, whites, and oyle of the snayle,
But euer of my purpose did I faile,
For what for the more, and what for the las,
Euermore something wanting there was.
Wine and milke, oyles and rennyt,
The slyme of starres that fall on ground,
Celedonie with Secundines and many mo yet;
In these I practised as I in bookes found,
I wan right nought, but lost many a pound,
Of Mercurie and mettalls I made christall stones,
Weening it had been a worke for the nones.
The slyme of starres that fall on ground,
Celedonie with Secundines and many mo yet;
In these I practised as I in bookes found,
I wan right nought, but lost many a pound,
Of Mercurie and mettalls I made christall stones,
Weening it had been a worke for the nones.
Thus I rosted and broyled, as one of Gebers cookes,
Oft times in the asshes my winning I sought,
For I was deceiued by manie false bookes,
Whereby vntruth truly I wrought,
But all such experiments auailed me right nought,
But brought me in danger and encumbrance,
By losse of my goods and other greeuance.
Oft times in the asshes my winning I sought,
For I was deceiued by manie false bookes,
Whereby vntruth truly I wrought,
But all such experiments auailed me right nought,
But brought me in danger and encumbrance,
By losse of my goods and other greeuance.
For the loue of our Ladie such lewdnes eschew,
And medle with no falshood, that neuer proued weele,
Assay when thee liketh, and thou shalt finde it trew,
Winne shalt thou right nought, but lose euerie deele,
Pence in thy purse pawtner few shalt thou feele,
In smokes and in smels thou shalt haue much woe,
That vnneth for sicknes on earth thou shalt goe.
And medle with no falshood, that neuer proued weele,
Assay when thee liketh, and thou shalt finde it trew,
Winne shalt thou right nought, but lose euerie deele,
Pence in thy purse pawtner few shalt thou feele,
In smokes and in smels thou shalt haue much woe,
That vnneth for sicknes on earth thou shalt goe.
I sawe neuer true worke truly but one,
Of which in this Treatise the truth I haue told:
Studie only therefore how to make our Stone,
For thereby maist thou winne both siluer and gold,
Vpon my writing therefore, to ground thee be bold:
So shalt thou loose nought if God be thy guide,
Trust to my doctrine, and thereby abide.
Of which in this Treatise the truth I haue told:
Studie only therefore how to make our Stone,
For thereby maist thou winne both siluer and gold,
Vpon my writing therefore, to ground thee be bold:
So shalt thou loose nought if God be thy guide,
Trust to my doctrine, and thereby abide.
Remember that Man is most noble creature
Of earthly composition, that euer God wrought,
In whō is the foure Elements, proportioned by nature,
A naturall Mercurialitie, which costeth right nought,
One of his myner by arte it is brought;
For our mettalls be nought els but our myners two,
Of Sunne and Moone, wise Raymond said so.
Of earthly composition, that euer God wrought,
In whō is the foure Elements, proportioned by nature,
A naturall Mercurialitie, which costeth right nought,
One of his myner by arte it is brought;
For our mettalls be nought els but our myners two,
Of Sunne and Moone, wise Raymond said so.
The clearnes of the Moone, and of the Sunne so bright,
Into these two myners descendeth secretly,
Howbeit the clearnes is hid from thy sight,
Which by craft thou shalt make it to appeare openly:
This hid Stone, this one thing therefore putrifie,
And wash him in his owne broth till white he become;
Then ferment him wittily; loe here is all and some.
Into these two myners descendeth secretly,
Howbeit the clearnes is hid from thy sight,
Which by craft thou shalt make it to appeare openly:
This hid Stone, this one thing therefore putrifie,
And wash him in his owne broth till white he become;
Then ferment him wittily; loe here is all and some.
Now to God Almightie I thee commend,
Who graunt thee grace to knowe this one thing;
For now is this Treatise brought to an end:
And God for his mercie to his blisse vs bring,
Sanctus, Sanctus, Sanctus where the Angells doe sing,
Praising without ceasing his glorious Maiestie,
Which he in his Kingdome graunt vs for to see.
Who graunt thee grace to knowe this one thing;
For now is this Treatise brought to an end:
And God for his mercie to his blisse vs bring,
Sanctus, Sanctus, Sanctus where the Angells doe sing,
Praising without ceasing his glorious Maiestie,
Which he in his Kingdome graunt vs for to see.
Amen quod George Ripley.
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