The truth is that Motion which you attribute to the Earth is a pretty nice Paradox and for my part I 'll frankly tell you That that which hinders me from being of your Opinion is That though you parted yesterday from Paris yet you might have arrived to day in this Country without the Earth's turning For the Sun having drawn you up by the means of your Bottles ought he not to have brought you hither since according to Ptolemy and the Modern Philosophers he marches obliquely as you make the Earth to move And besides what great Probability have you to imagine that the Sun is immoveable when we see it go And what appearance is there that the Earth turns with so great Rapidity when we feel it firm under our Feet Sir replied I to him These are in a manner the Reasons that oblige us to think so In the first place it is consonant to common Sense to think that the Sun is placed in the Center of the Universe seeing all Bodies in nature standing in need of that radical Heat it is fit he should reside in the heart of the Kingdom that he may be in a condition readily to supply the Necessities of every Part and that the Cause of Generations should be placed in the middle of all Bodies that it may act there with greater Equality and Ease After the same manner as Wise Nature hath placed the Genitals in Man the Seeds in the Center of Apples the Kernels in the middle of their Fruits and in the same manner as the Onion under the cover of so many Coats that encompass it preserves that precious Bud from which Millions of others are to have their being for an Apple is in it self a little Universe the Seed hotter than the other parts thereof is its Sun which diffuses about it self that natural Heat which preserves its Globe And in the Onion the Germ is the little Sun of that little World which vivifies and nourishes the vegetative Salt of that little mass Having laid down this then for a ground I say That the Earth standing in need of the Light Heat and Influence of this great Fire it turns round it that it may receive in all parts alike that Virtue which keeps it in Being For it would be as ridiculous to think that that vast luminous Body turned about a point that it has not the least need of as to imagine that when we see a roasted Lark that the Kitchin-fire must have turned round it Else were it the part of the Sun to do that drudgery it would seem that the Physician stood in need of the Patient that the Strong should yield to the Weak the Superior serve the Inferior and that the Ship did not sail about the Land but the Land about the Ship. Now if you cannot easily conceive how so ponderous a Body can move Pray tell me are the Stars and Heavens which in your Opinion are so solid any way lighter Besides it is not so difficult for us who are assured of the Roundness of the Earth to infer its motion from its Figure But why do ye suppose the Heaven to be round seeing you cannot know it and that yet if it hath not this Figure it is impossible it can move I object not to you your Excentricks nor Epicycles which you cannot explain but very confusedly and which are out of doors in my Systeme Let 's reflect only on the natural Causes of that Motion To make good your Hypothesis you are forced to have recourse to Spirits or Intelligences that move and govern your Spheres But for my part without disturbing the repose of the supreme Being who without doubt hath made Nature entirely perfect and whose Wisdom ought so to have compleated her that being perfect in one thing she should not have been defective in another I say that the Beams and Influences of the Sun darting Circularly upon the Earth make it to turn as with a turn of the Hand we make a Globe to move or which is much the same that the Steams which continually evaporate from that side of it which the Sun shines upon being reverberated by the Cold of the middle Region rebound upon it and striking obliquely do of necessity make it whirle about in that manner The Explication of the other Motions is less perplexed still for pray consider a little At these words the Vice-Roy interrupted me I had rather said he you would excuse your self from that trouble for I have read some Books of Gassendus on that subject And hear what one of our Fathers who maintained your Opinion one day answered me Really said he I fancy that the Earth does move not for the Reasons alledged by Copernicus but because Hell-fire being shut up in the Center of the Earth the damned who make a great bustle to avoid its Flames scramble up to the Vault as far as they can from them and so make the Earth to turn as a Turn-spit makes the Wheel go round when he runs about in it We applauded that Thought as being a pure effect of the Zeal of that good Father And then the Vice-Roy told me That he much wondered how the Systeme of Ptolemy being so improbable should have been so universally received Sir said I to him most part of Men who judge of all things by the Senses have suffered themselves to be perswaded by their Eyes and as he who Sails along a Shoar thinks the Ship immoveable and the Land in motion even so Men turning with the Earth round the Sun have thought that it was the Sun that moved about them To this may be added the unsupportable Pride of Mankind who perswade themselves that Nature hath only been made for them as if it were â—ikely that the Sun a vast Body Four â—undred and thirty four times bigger than â—he Earth had only been kindled to ripen â—heir Medlars and plumpen their Cabbage â—or my part I am so far from complying â—ith their Insolence that I believe the Plaâ—…ets are Worlds about the Sun and that â—…e fixed Stars are also Suns which have â—…anets about them that 's to say Worlds which because of their smallness and that their borrowed light cannot reach us are not discernable by Men in this World For in good earnest how can it be imagined that such spacious Globes are no more but vast Desarts and that ours because we live in it hath been framed for the habitation of a dozen of proud Dandyprats How must it be said because the Sun measures our Days and Years that it hath only been made to keep us from running our Heads against the Walls No no if that visible Deity shine upon Man it 's by accident as the King's Flamboy by accident lightens a Porter that walks along the Street But said he to me if as you affirm the fixed Stars be so many Suns it will follow that the World is infinite seeing it is probable that the People of that World which moves about that fixed
there are a Million of things perhaps in the Universe that would require a Million of different Organs in you to understand them For instance I by my Senses know the cause of the Sympathy that is betwixt the Loadstone and the Pole of the ebbing and flowing of the Sea and what becomes of the Animal after Death you cannot reach these high Conceptions but by Faith because they are Secrets above the power of your Intellects no more than a Blind-man can judge of the beauties of a Land-skip the Colours of a Picture or the streaks of a Rain-bow or at best he will fancy them to besomewhat palpable to be like Eating a Sound or a pleasant Smell Even so should I attempt to explain to you what I perceive by the Senses which you want you would represent it to your self as somewhat that may be Heard Seen Felt Smelt or Tasted and yet it is no such thing He was gone on so far in his Discourse when my Juggler perceived that the Company began to be weary of my Gibberish that they understood not and which they took to be an inarticulated Grunting He therefore fell to pulling my Rope afresh to make me leap and skip till the Spectators having had their Belly-fulls of Laughing affirmed that I had almost as much Wit as the Beasts of their Country and so broke up Thus all the comfort I had during the misery of my hard Usage were the visits of this officious Spirit for you may judge what conversation I could have with these that came to see me since besides that they only took me for an Animal in the highest class of the Category of Bruits I neither understood their Language nor they mine For you must know that there are but two Idioms in use in that Country one for the Grandees and another for the People in general That of the great ones is no more but various inarticulate Tones much like to our Musick when the Words are not added to the Air and in reality it is an Invention both very useful and pleasant for when they are weary of talking or disdain to prostitute their Throats to that Office they take either a Lute or some other Instrument whereby they communicate their Thoughts as well as by their Tongue So that sometimes Fifteen or Twenty in a Company will handle a point of Divinity or discuss the difficulties of a Law-suit in the most harmonious Consort that ever tickled the Ear. The second which is used by the Vulgar is performed by a shivering of the Members but not perhaps as you may imagine for some parts of the Body signifie an entire Discourse for example the agitation of a Finger a Hand an Ear a Lip an Arm an Eye a Cheek every one severally will make up an Oration or a Period with all the parts of it Others serve only instead of Words as the knitting of the Brows the several quiverings of the Muscles the turning of the Hands the stamping of the Feet the contorsion of the Arm so that when they speak as their Custom is stark naked their Members being used to gesticulate their Conceptions move so quick that one would not think it to be a Man that spoke but a Body that trembled Every day almost the Spirit came to see me and his rare Conversation made me patiently bear with the rigour of my Captivity At length one morning I saw a Man enter my Cabbin whom I knew not who having a long while licked me gently took me up in his Teeth by the Shoulder and with one of his Paws wherewith he held me up for fear I might hurt my self threw me upon his Back where I found my self so softly seated and so much at my ease that being afflicted to be used like a Beast I had not the least desire of making my escape and besides these Men that go upon all four are much swifter than we seeing the heaviest of them make nothing of running down a Stagg In the mean time I was extreamly troubled that I had no news of my courteous Spirit and the first night we came to our Inn as I was walking in the Court expecting till Supper should be ready a pretty handsome young Man came smiling in my Face and cast his Two Fore-Legs about my Neck After I had a little considered him How said he in French do not you know your Friend then I leave you to judge in what case I was at that time really my surprise was so great that I began to imagine that all the Globe of the Moon all that had befallen me and all that I had seen had only been Enchantment And that Beast-man who was the same that had carried me all day continued to speak to me in this manner You promised me that the good Offices I did you should never be forgotten and yet it seems you have never seen me before but perceiving me still in amaze In fine said he I am that same Demon of Socrates who diverted you during your Imprisonment and who that I may still oblige you took to my self a Body on which I carried you to day But said I interrupting him how can that be seeing that all Day you were of a very long Stature and now you are very short that all day long you had a weak and broken Voice and now you have a clear and vigorous one that in short all day long you were a Grey-headed old Man and are now a brisk young Blade Is it then that whereas in my Country the Progress is from Life to Death Animals here go Retrograde from Death to Life and by growing old become young again So soon as I had spoken to the Prince said he and received orders to bring you to Court I went and found you out where you were and have brought you hither but the Body I acted in was so tired out with the Journey that all its Organs refused me their ordinary Functions so that I enquired the way to the Hospital where being come in I found the Body of a young Man just then expired by a very odd Accident but yet very common in this Country I drew near him pretending to find motion in him still and protesting to those who were present that he was not dead and that what they thought to be the cause of his Death was no more but a bare Lethargy so that without being perceived I put my Mouth to his by which I entred as with a breath Then down dropt my old Carcass and as if I had been that young Man I rose and came to look for you leaving the Spectators crying a Miracle With this they came to call us to Supper and I followed my Guide into a Parlour richly furnished but where I found nothing fit to be eaten No Victuals appearing when I was ready to die of Hunger made me ask him where the Cloath was laid But I could not hear what he answered for at that instant Three or Four young Boys
annihilate it but in killing a Man you make him only change his Habitation Nay I 'll go farther with you still since God doth equally cherish all his Works and hath equally divided his Benefits betwixt Us and Plants it is but just we should have an equal Esteem for Them as for our Selves It is true we were born first but in the Family of God there is no Birth-right If then the Cabbage share not with us in the inheritance of Immortality without doubt that Want was made up by some other Advantage that may make amends for the short ness of its Being may be by an universal Intellect or a perfect Knowledge of all things in their Causes and it 's for that Reason that the wise Mover of all things hath not shaped for it Organs like ours which are proper only for a simple Reasoning not only weak but many times fallacious too but others more ingeniously framed stronger and more numerous which serve to manage its Speculative Exercises You 'll ask me perhaps when ever any Cabbage imparted those lofty Conceptions to us But tell me again who ever discovered to us certain Beings which we allow to be above us to whom we bear no Analogy nor Proportion and whose Existence it is as hard for us to comprehend as the Understanding and Ways whereby a Cabbage expresses its self to its like though not to us because our Senses are too dull to penetrate so far Moses the greatest of Philosophers who drew the Knowledge of Nature from the Fountain-Head Nature her self hinted this truth to us when he spoke of the Tree of Knowledge and without doubt he intended to intimate to us under that Figure that Plants in Exclusion to Mankind possess perfect Philosophy Remember then O thou Proudest of Animals I that though a Cabbage which thou cuttest sayeth not a Word yet it pays it at Thinking but the poor Vegetable has no fit Organs to howl as you do nor yet to frisk it about and weep Yet it hath those that are proper to complain of the Wrong you do it and to draw a Judgement from Heaven upon you for the Injustice But if you still demand of me how I come to know that Cabbage and Coleworts conceive such pretty Thoughts Then will I ask you how come you to know that they do not And that some amongst them when they shut up at Night may not Compliment one another as you do saying Good Night Master Cole-Curled-Pate your most humble Servant good Master Cabbage-Round-Head So far was he gone on in his Discourse when the young Lad who had led out our Philosopher led him in again What Supped already cryed my Spirit to him He answered yes almost The Physiognomist having permitted him to take a little more with us Our young Landlord stayed not till I should ask him the meaning of that Mystery I perceive said he you wonder at this way of Living know then that in your World the Government of Health is too much neglected and that our Method is not to be despised In all Houses there is a Physiognomist entertained by the Publick who in some manner resembles your Physicians save that he only prescribes to the Healthful and judges of the different manner how we are to be Treated only according to the Proportion Figure and Symetry of our Members by the Features of the Face the Complexion the Softness of the Skin the Agility of the Body the Sound of the Voice and the Colour Strength and Hardness of the Hair. Did not you just now mind a Man of a pretty low Stature why ey'd you he was the Physiognomist of the House Assure your self that according as he observed your Constitution he hath diversified the Exhalation of your Supper Mark the Quilt on which you lie how distant it is from our Couches without doubt he judged your Constitution to be far different from ours since he feared that the Odour which evaporates from those little Pipkins that stand under our Noses might reach you or that yours might steam to us at Night you 'll see him chuse the Flowers for your Bed with the same Circumspection During all this Discourse I made Signs to my Landlord that he would try if he could oblige the Philosophers to fall upon some head of the Science which they professed He was too much my Friend not to start an Occasion upon the Spot But not to trouble the Reader with the Discourse and Entreaties that were previous to the Treaty wherein Jest and Earnest were so wittily interwoven that it can hardly be imitated I 'll only tell you that the Doctor who came last after many things spake as follows It remains to be proved that there are infinite Worlds in an infinite World Fancy to your self then the Universe as a great Animal and that the Stars which are Worlds are in this great Animal as other great Animals that serve reciprocally for Worlds to other People Such as we our Horses c. That we in our turns are likewise Worlds to certain other Animals incomparably less than our selves such as Nits Lice Hand-worms c. And that these are on Earth to others more imperceptible ones in the same manner as every one of us appears to be a great World to these little People Perhaps our Flesh Blood and Spirits are nothing else but a Contexture of little Animals that correspond lend us Motion from theirs and blindly suffer themselves to be guided by our Will which is their Coachman or otherwise conduct us and all Conspiring together produce that Action which we call Life For tell me pray is it a hard thing to be believed that a Louse takes your Body for a World and that when any one of them travels from one of your Ears to the other his Companions say that he hath travelled the Earth from end to end or that he hath run from one Pole to the other Yes without doubt those little People take your Hair for the Forests of their Country the Pores full of Liquor for Fountains Buboes and Pimples for Lakes and Ponds Boils for Seas and Defluxions for Deluges And when you Comb your self forwards and backwards they take that Agitation for the Flowing and Ebbing of the Ocean Doth not Itching make good what I say What is the little Worm that causes it but one of these little Animals which hath broken off from civil Society that it may set up for a Tyrant in its Country If you ask me why are they bigger than other imperceptible Creatures I ask you why are Elephants bigger than we And the Irish-men than Spaniards As to the Blisters and Scurff which you know not the Cause of they must either happen by the Corruption of their Enemies which these little Blades have killed or which the Plague has caused by the scarcity of Food for which the Seditious worried one another and left Mountains of Dead Carcases rotting in the Field or because the Tyrant having driven away on all Hands
had been ranked among the things that are not the Prometheus of every Animal and the indefatigable Repairer of the Frailties of Nature Unhappy Country where the Marks of Generation are Ignominious and those of Destruction Honourable In the mean time you call that Member the shameful Privy-Parts as if any thing were more Glorious than to give Life or any thing more disgraceful than to take it away During all this Discourse we went on with our Dinner and as soon as we rose from Table we went to take the Air in the Garden where taking Occasion to speak of the Generation and Conception of things he said to me You must know that the Earth converting it self into a Tree from a Tree into a Hog and from a Hog into a Man is an Argument that all things in Nature aspire to be Men since that is the most perfect Being as being a Quintessence and the best devised Mixture in the World which alone unites the Animal and Rational Life into one None but a Pedant will deny me this when we see that a Plumb-Tree by the Heat of its Germ as by a Mouth sucks in and digests the Earth that 's about it that a Hog devours the Fruit of this Tree and converts it into the Substance of it self and that a Man feeding on that Hog reconcocts that dead Flesh unites it to himself and makes that Animal to revive under a more Noble Species So the Man whom you see perhaps threescore years ago was no more but a Tuft of Grass in my Garden which is the more probable that the Opinion of the Pythagorean Metamorphosis which so many Great Men maintain in all likelyhood has only reached us to engage us into an Enquiry after the truth of it as in reality we have found that Matter and all that has a Vegetative or Sensitive Life when once it hath attained to the period of its Perfection wheels about again and descends into its Inanity that it may return upon the Stage and Act the same Parts over and over I went down extreamly satisfyed to the Garden and was beginning to rehearse to my Companion what our Master had taught me when the Physiognomist came to conduct us to Supper and afterwards to Rest Next Morning so soon as I awoke I went to call up my Antagonist It is said I accosting him as great a Miracle to find a great Wit like yours buried in Sleep as to see Fire without Heat and Action He bore with this ugly Compliment but cryed he with a Cholerick kind of Love will you never leave these Fabulous Terms Know that these Names defame the Name of a Philosopher and that seeing the wise Man sees nothing in the World but what he conceives and judges may be conceived he ought to abhor all those Expressions of Prodigies and extraordinary Events of Nature which Block heads have invented to excuse the Weakness of their Understanding I thought my self then obliged in Conscience to endeavour to undeceive him and therefore said I though you be very stiff and obstinate in your Opinions yet I have plainly seen supernatural Things happen Say you so continued he you little know that the force of Imagination is able to cure all the Diseases which you attribute to supernatural Causes by reason of a certain natural Balsam that contains Qualities quite contrary to the qualities of the Diseases that attack us which happens when our Imagination informed by Pain searches in that place for the specifick Remedy which it applies to the Poiso◠That 's the reason why an able Physician 〈◊〉 your World advises the Patient to make use of an Ignorant Doctor whom he esteems to be very knowing rather than of a very Skilful Physician whom he may imagine to be Ignorant because he fancies that our Imagination labouring to recover our Health provided it be assisted by Remedies is able to cure us but that the strongest Medicines are too weak when not applied by Imagination Do you think it strange that the first Men of your World lived so many Ages without the least Knowledge of Physick No. And what might have been the Cause of that in your judgement unless their Nature was as yet in its force and that natural Balsam in vigour before they were spoilt by the Drugs wherewith Physicians consume you it being enough then for the recovery of ones Health earnestly to wish for it and to imagine himself cured So that their vigorous Fancies plunging into that vital Oyl extracted the Elixir of it and applying Actives to Passives in almost the twinkling of an Eye they found themselves as sound as before Which notwithstanding the Depravation of Nature happens even at this day though somewhat rarely and is by the Multitude called a Miracle For my part I believe not a jot on 't and have this to say for my self that it is easier for all these Doctors to be mistaken than that the other may not easily come to pass For I put the Question to them A Patient recovered out of a Feaver heartily desired during his sickness as it is like that he might be cured and may be made Vows for that effect so that of necessity he must either have dyed continued sick or recovered Had he died then would it have been said kind Heaven hath put an end to his Pains Nay and that according to his Prayers he was now cured of all Diseases praised be the Lord Had his Sickness continued one would have said he wanted Faith but because he is cured it 's a Miracle forsooth Is it not far more likely that his Fancy being excited by violent Desires hath done its Duty and wrought the Cure For grant he hath escaped what then must it needs be a Miracle How many have we seen pray and after many solemn Vows and Protestations go to pot with all their fair Promises and Resolutions But at least replied I to him if what you say of that Balsam be true it is a mark of the Rationality of our Soul seeing without the help of our Reason or the Concurrence of our Will she Acts of her self as if being without us she applied the Active to the Passive Now if being separated from us she is Rational it necessarily follows that she is Spiritual and if you acknowledge her to be Spiritual I conclude she is immortal seeing Death happens to Animals only by the changing of Forms of which Matter alone is capable The Young Man at that decently sitting down upon his Bed and making me also to sit discoursed as I remember in this manner As for the Soul of Beasts which is Corporeal I do not wonder they Die seeing the best Harmony of the four Qualities may be dissolved the greatest force of Blood quelled and the loveliest Proportion of Organs disconcerted but I wonder very much that our intellectual incorporeal and immortal Soul should be constrained to dislodge and leave us by the same Cause that makes an Ox to perish Hath she
them But that 's a misfortune that very seldom happens because so soon as a Woman is brought to Bed in the City the publick Treasury furnishes a yearly Pension for the Education of the Child according to its Quality which on certain days the Treasurers of State themselves carry to the House of the Father But if you have a mind to know more step into our Pannier it is big enough for Four. Seeing we are going the same way we 'll talk and make our Journey the shorter Campanella was of the mind that we should embrace the offer and I was likewise very glad of it to avoid being tired But when I came to help them to weigh their Anchor I was much surprized to find that instead of a great Cable which ought to bear it up it hung only by a Silken thread as small as a Hair. I asked Campanella how it could be that a Mass so heavy as that Anchor was did not by its weight break so weak a thing And the good Man made answer That that Line did not break because being spun all of an equal bigness there was no reason why it should sooner break at one place than another We all stowed ourselves into the Pannier and then hoisted up our selves by the Pully as high as the Fowl's Throat where we appeared no bigger than a Bead hanging at its Neck When we were up as high as the Pully we fastened the Cable by which our Cage hung to one of its smallest Down-feathers which nevertheless was as big as ones Thumb and so soon as the Woman had made a sign to the Bird to be gone we perceived it cleave the Air with a violent Rapidity The Condore hastned or slackened its flight soared or stooped according to its Mistresses pleasure whose Voice served it for a Bridle We had not flow'n Two hundred Leagues when we perceived on the Earth to the lest Hand a night like to that which our living Umbrello made under us We asked the stranger Woman what she thought it might be It 's another Malefactor answered she who is going also to receive Justice in the Province whither we are going His Fowl without doubt is stronger than ours or otherwise we have trifled away a great deal of time by the way for he set not out till after I was gone I asked her what Crime that poor Wretch was accused of He is not barely accused answered she he is condemned to dye because he is already convicted of not being afraid of Death How then said Campanella to her do the Laws of your Country enjoyn Men to be afraid of Death Yes replied the Woman they enjoyn all except those who are admitted into the Colledge of the Wise for our Magistrates have found by sad Experience that he who fears not to lose Life may take it from any Body else After some other discourses that followed these Campanella had a mind to make a larger enquiry into the Manners of her Country He asked her then what were the Laws and Customs of the Kingdom of Lovers But she begged his pardon if she did not answer him because since she was not born there and knew them but in part she was afraid she might say too much or too little I came into that Province continued the Woman but I and all my Prodecessors are originally of the Kingdom of Truth my Mother was delivered of me there and never had another Child she brought me up in the Country till I was Thirteen Years of Age when the King by the advice of Physicians commanded her to carry me to the Kingdom of Lovers from whence I come to the end that having my Breeding in the Palace of Love that Education which is more chearful and soft than the Breeding of our Country might render me more Fruitful than she had been My Mother carried me thither and placed me out into that House of Pleasure I had much ado to comply with their Customs At first they appeared to me to be very rude for as you know the opinions that we have suckt in with our Mothers Milk seem always to us to be the most rational and then I was but just come from the Kingdom of Truth my native Country Not but that I perceived very well that the Nation of Lovers lived with more Condescension and Indulgence than ours did for though every one gave it out That my Sight wounded dangerously that my Looks killed and that my Eyes glanced out Flames which consumed Hearts yet the Goodness of all and especially of the Young Men was so great that they carressed kissed and hugg'd me instead of revenging the Evil that I had done them Nay I was even vexed with my self for the disorders that I was the cause of and that was the reason that out of Pity I told them one day That I was resolved to run away But alas how can you save your self cryed they all embracing my Neck and kissing my Hands Your House is on all Hands beset with Water and so great the danger appears to be that undoubtedly you and we both had been already drowned without a Miracle How said I to our Historian is the Country of Lovers then subject to Inundations It may very well be said to be replied she for one of my Gallants and that Man would not have deceived me because he loved me wrote to me That for grief of my departure he had shed an Ocean of Tears I saw another who assured me That within the space of three days his Eyes had distilled a Fountain of Water And as I was cursing for their sakes the fatal Hour when first they saw me one who reckoned himself of the number of my Slaves sent me word that the night before an overflowing of his Eyes had caused a Deluge I was about to have left the World that I might no longer be the cause of so many Evils had not the Messenger subjoined that his Master had charged him to assure me That I had no cause to fear any thing seeing the Furnace of his Breast had dried up that Deluge In fine you may Conjecture how waterish the Kingdom of Lovers must needs be since with them it is to weep but by halves when from under their Eye-lids there springs no more but Rivulets Fountains and Torrents I was in great pain what Machine I could find to save my self out of all these Waters that were like to over-whelm me But one of my Lovers who was called The Jealous advised me to pluck out my Heart and then embark in it that I needed not fear but that it would hold me because it held so many others nor that I should sink because it was too light That all I was to be afraid of was to be burnt because the Materials of such a Vessel was much subject to Fire That I should be gone then upon the Sea of his Tears that the Fillet of his Love would serve me for a Sail and that the favourable