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... impossible that either in the discourse of man , discur or in the infallible voice of God , swe lo to the weakness of our apprehen - culty or sions , there should not appear irre - itter gularities , contradictions and anti- nomies : I ...
... impossible that either in the discourse of man , discur or in the infallible voice of God , swe lo to the weakness of our apprehen - culty or sions , there should not appear irre - itter gularities , contradictions and anti- nomies : I ...
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... impossible transmigration of the fouls of men into beafts : of all metamorphoses or tranfmigrati- ons , I believe only one , that is of Lot's wife ; for that of Nebuchad- nezar proceeded not fo far ; in all others I conceive there is no ...
... impossible transmigration of the fouls of men into beafts : of all metamorphoses or tranfmigrati- ons , I believe only one , that is of Lot's wife ; for that of Nebuchad- nezar proceeded not fo far ; in all others I conceive there is no ...
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... impossible , by any folid or de monstrative reasons to perfuade a man to believe the conversion of the needle to the north ; tho ' this be possible , and true , and eafily credible , upon a fingle experiment unto the sense . I believe ...
... impossible , by any folid or de monstrative reasons to perfuade a man to believe the conversion of the needle to the north ; tho ' this be possible , and true , and eafily credible , upon a fingle experiment unto the sense . I believe ...
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... impossible his miseries are endless , and he fuffers most in that attribute wherein he is impassible , his im- mortality . SECT . LII . I thank God , and with joy I mention it , I was never afraid of hell , nor never grew pale at the ...
... impossible his miseries are endless , and he fuffers most in that attribute wherein he is impassible , his im- mortality . SECT . LII . I thank God , and with joy I mention it , I was never afraid of hell , nor never grew pale at the ...
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... impossible , their defires are infinite , and must pro- ceed without a possibility of fatif- faction . Another misery there is in affection , that whom we truly love like our own , we forget their looks , nor can our memory retain the ...
... impossible , their defires are infinite , and must pro- ceed without a possibility of fatif- faction . Another misery there is in affection , that whom we truly love like our own , we forget their looks , nor can our memory retain the ...
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accuſed Æneid almoſt alſo anſwer Aristotle becauſe behold beſt body cauſe Chriſt Chriſtian Cicero conceive courſe creatures death defire Deucalion devil diſcourſe diſcover diſpute divinity doth eaſy eſſence exiſtence faith fame feem fingular firſt fome foul fuch fure happineſs hath heaven hell herefies himſelf hiſtory honour inſtances itſelf KENELM DIGBY laſt leſs Lordſhip methinks moſt muſt myſelf myſtical nature neceſſary nihil obſcure obſerve opinion ourſelves paſs paſſion paſt periſh perſon philoſophy piece Plato poſitions poſſible preſent preſs publiſhed queſtion raiſed reaſon RELIGIO MEDICI religion reſpect ſalvation ſame ſay ſcarce ſchools ſcripture ſecond SECT ſeems ſeen ſelf ſelves ſenſe ſenſible ſerve ſet ſeveral ſhall ſhort ſhould ſince ſome ſomething ſpeak ſpecies ſpeculations ſpirit ſtand ſtate ſtory ſtrange ſtudy ſubſtance ſuch ſuppoſed themſelves ther thereof theſe things thoſe tion ture underſtanding univerſal unto uſe viſible vulgar wherein whoſe
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Page 224 - Lives through all life, extends through all extent, Spreads undivided, operates unspent; Breathes in our soul, informs our mortal part, As full, as perfect, in a hair as heart; As full, as perfect, in vile man that mourns, As the rapt seraph that adores and burns: To him no high, no low, no great, no small; He fills, he bounds, connects, and equals all.
Page 220 - Created half to rise, and half to fall: Great lord of all things, yet a prey to all; Sole judge of truth, in endless error hurl'd; The glory jest, and riddle of the world!
Page 220 - KNOW then thyself, presume not God to scan, The proper study of mankind is Man. Placed on this isthmus of a middle state, A being darkly wise, and rudely great; With too much knowledge for the sceptic side, With too much weakness for the stoic's pride, He hangs between; in doubt to act or rest...
Page 34 - Now nature is not at variance with art nor art with nature, they being both the servants of his providence ; art is the perfection of nature ; were the world now as it was the sixth day, there were yet a chaos ; nature hath made one world and art another. In brief, all things are artificial, for nature is the art of God.
Page 151 - I feel not in myself those common antipathies that I can discover in others: those national repugnances do not touch me, nor do I behold with prejudice the French, Italian, Spaniard, or Dutch...
Page 197 - There is surely a nearer apprehension of any thing that delights us in our dreams than in our waked senses. Without this I were unhappy ; for my awaked judgment discontents me, ever whispering unto me that I am from my friend ; but my friendly dreams in the night requite me, and make me think I am within his arms. I thank God for my happy dreams, as I do for my good rest...
Page 175 - Now, if we can bring our affections to look beyond the body and cast an eye upon the soul, we have found out the true object not only of friendship but charity ; and the greatest happiness that we can bequeath the soul is that wherein we all do place...
Page 186 - I could be content that we might procreate like trees, without conjunction, or that there were any way to perpetuate the world without this trivial and vulgar way of coition...
Page 201 - The night is come, like to the day ; Depart not thou, great God, away. Let not my sins, black as the night, Eclipse the lustre of thy light. Keep still in my horizon ; for to me The sun makes not the day, but thee. Thou whose nature cannot sleep, On my temples sentry keep ; Guard me 'gainst those watchful foes, Whose eyes are open while mine close.
Page 174 - I love my friend before myself, and yet methinks I do not love him enough: some few months hence my multiplied affection will make me believe I have not loved him at all. When I am from him, I am dead till I be with him; when I am with him, I am not satisfied, but would still be nearer him.