De metallorum ortu & causis

Another Physician on the same.

There is nothing the flame cannot do: it draws the Sun gold and the colors of the Sun
from the Moon silver and wandering Mercury quicksilver.
It pours out riches in streams, the wave of metal flows,
and it alone can bless its maker.
The skillful art of Chemistry Chimia alchemy does this (if it is right to believe it),
which holds the man by his smoking furnace night and day.
But while it can do all things, while it provides everything, it provides
that very nothing, into which it can turn all things.

By the same author.

The Alchemist Chimicus who turns all things into empty breezes vapors,
can he not rightly be called a gold-maker? the poet sarcastically implies he "makes" gold disappear

Another on the same.

Here is truly seen that forged Stone of the Wise Lapis Sophorum Philosopher's Stone,
which the idle, greedy man seeks while consuming his own self.

A four-line verse against the same by Jean-Antoine Fénot, Physician.

While the Alchemist Chimicus thinks he has turned metals
by his art into their elements, the imprudent man finds he has turned himself.
For he converts his earthly wealth into thin breezes vapors,
and into the very earth that holds all things.

By the same author.

While he believes he transforms with his breath