Opera Omnia; cum Scholiis S. Maximi et Paraphrasi Pachymerae

...a learned and religious man from your flock is laboring to achieve. It is better now that I congratulate our Dionysius, who, coming now all the way from the Areopagus and Attic Athens, shall dwell in your house as if in a timely lodging; he shall move about securely in your presence, safe from the assault by which certain forward men, relying on their own judgment, wish to bar him from entry into Gaul, and to despoil him of these refined and divine writings which you see. Marchiennes—which, as a great poet once did for Thebes, I can truly call ἑπτάπυλον [seven-gated], distinguished by its golden shield—shall protect the Areopagite with its boss while you govern it, nor shall it suffer a man greater than all exception to be mocked. While under your leadership and presidency, and as if under a good Commander, your Marchiennes can boast, there shall be within it a castle of innocence, a bulwark of pious religion, and a citadel of virtue, which no stain or malice of the age, no fiery darts of the enemy, nor any discharged burning spear of vice could overthrow. Hercules of old, when he had built a shrine in the Forum Boarium, ensured by a certain hidden power that no dogs or flies should enter the inner sanctuary, because he had placed his club at the door; so while your virtue—which learned men have wished to be the hieroglyphic club of Alcides—is at the entrance of Marchiennes, consecrated by the purest religion as if by the rite of a single temple, it is necessary that those ill-omened dogs and flies, which defile the scent of the divine ointment, be kept at bay. Finally, other troublesome monsters of vice must depart, so that those of yours whom you most happily rule—exiles from the earth, citizens of heaven, and victors over the world—may grow old in profound peace and in the discipline of a most holy life. Into this citadel, therefore, fortified on all sides, into this temple of equity and wisdom, into this seat of honor and religion, receive the approaching Dionysius, Most Reverend Prelate; for while he might obtain all things from you by his own merit, I trust that, being offered to you by so friendly a hand, he will by no means be rejected. Paris, 13 August 1615.