Date: 1691
The Soul's a Particle of Heavenly fire, / And boldly doth to every thing aspire: / But yet how low Her lofty Flights do fall; / When She attempts the Wonders of this Ball!"
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Date: 1691
"Our Knowledge by the Sence's help we find, / 'Tis those deceitfull Guides inform our Mind."
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Date: 1691
"If then the Medium's false [i.e., the senses], thrô which Arts go, / How can we hope the genuine Truth to know? / The Water pure and clear i'th' Fountain flows; / But with ill Mixtures doth its Nature lose; / And tasts of every Soil, thrô which it goes."
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Date: 1691
"Since then Effluviums from all Objects break, / And thrô the Air their unseen Journeys take, / To every Sense in various Measures come; / How is it that the crowding Troops find room? / Numberless Numbers to each Sense repair, / That various Motions, Forms, and Garbs do wear; / Enough to stifle ...
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Date: 1691
"What Energy doth thrô his Vitals move; / What Magick Charm doth stirr him up to Love? / When Thoughts on winged Particles advance, / When piercing Looks the Lover's mutually entrance, / And their Souls on the fiery Atoms dance?"
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Date: 1691
"Whether these Parts, so subtle and refin'd, / That carry the Ideas to the Mind, / Barely by contact do their Acts maintain; / Or do materially invade the Brain, / A pressing doubt doth yet unsolv'd remain."
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Date: 1691
"How is't the Mind can former Objects view, / And dress i'th' Brain the wandring Schemes anew? / How haps, what did unto our Sight advance, / In Dreams again i'th' cheated Soul do dance, / And with fresh Charms the credulous Mind entrance?"
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Date: 1691
"What Magick force the Captiv'd Ear doth ty, / When well plac'd Words from Artfull Lips do fly, / And calm or raise the Mind, as Storms the Sea?"
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Date: 1691
"Reason and Sense do from thy Concords fly, / For th' Human Soul it self's but Harmony."
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Date: 1691
"For wheresoe'r We look's an unknown Coast, / Our Mind perplex'd in endless Storms is tost; / And in th' Abyss all Wit and Learning lost."
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