[Scene Second. Frier Bacons cell at Brazennose]
Enter Frier Bacon, with Miles, his poore scholer, with bookes under his arme; with them Burden, Mason, Clement, three Doctors.
Bacon. Miles, where are you?
Miles. Hic sum, doctissime et reverendissime doctor.
Bacon. Attulisti nos[1292] libros meos de necromantia?
Miles. Ecce quam bonum et quam jucundum habitare[1293] libros in unum!
Bacon. Now, maisters of our academicke state, 5
That rule in Oxford, Vizroies in your place,
Whose heads containe maps of the liberall arts,
Spending your time in deapth of learned skill,