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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A37239	The original, nature, and immortality of the soul a poem : with an introduction concerning humane knowledge / written by Sir John Davies ... ; with a prefatory account concerning the author and poem.; Nosce teipsum	Davies, John, Sir, 1569-1626.; Tate, Nahum, 1652-1715.	1697 (1697)	Wing D405; ESTC R14959	39,660	143

come there the Spirits of Sense do make These Spirits of Sense in Fantasy's high Court Judge of the Forms of Objects ill or well And so they send a good or ill Report Down to the Heart where all Affections dwell If the Report be good it causeth Love And longing Hope and well assured Joy If it be ill then doth it Hatred move And trembling Fear and vexing Griefs annoy Yet were these natural Affections good For they which want them Blocks or Devils be If Reason in her first Perfection stood That she might Nature's Passions rectify SECT XXIII Local Motion BEsides another Motive-Power doth arise Out of the Heart from whose pure Blood do spring The Vital Spirits which born in Arteries Continual Motion to all Parts do bring This makes the Pulses beat and Lungs respire This holds the Sinews like a Bridle 's Reins And makes the Body to advance retire To turn or stop as she them slacks or strains Thus the Soul tunes the Body's Instruments These Harmonies she makes with Life and Sense The Organs fit are by the Body lent But th' Actions flow from the Soul's Influence SECT XXIV The Intellectual Powers of the Soul BVT now I have a Will yet want a Wit T' express the working of the Wit and Will Which though their Root be to the Body knit Use not the Body when they use their Skill These Pow'rs the Nature of the Soul declare For to Man's Soul these only proper be For on the Earth no other Wights there are That have these Heav'nly Pow'rs but only we SECT XXV Wit Reason Understanding Opinion Judgment Wisdom THE Wit the Pupil of the Soul 's clear Eye And in Man's World the only shining Star Look in the Mirror of the Fantasy Where all the Gath'rings of the Senses are From thence this Pow'r the Shapes of things abstracts And them within her Passive Part receives Which are enlightned by that part which Acts And so the Forms of single things perceives But after by discoursing to and fro Anticipating and comparing things She doth all Vniversal Natures know And all Effects into their Causes brings When she rates things and moves from Ground to Ground The Name of Reason she obtains by this But when by Reason she the Truth hath found And standeth fix'd she Vnderstanding is When her Assent she lightly doth incline To either part she his Opinion's Light But when she doth by Principles define A certain Truth she hath true Judgment 's Sight And as from Senses Reason's Work doth spring So many Reasons Vnderstanding gain And many Vnderstandings Knowledge bring And by much Knowledge Wisdom we obtain So many Stairs we must ascend upright E're we attain to Wisdom's high Degree So doth this Earth eclipse our Reason's Light Which else in Instants would like Angels see SECT XXVI Innate Ideas in the Soul YEt hath the Soul a Dowry natural And Sparks of Light some common things to see Not being a Blank where Nought is writ at all But what the Writer will may written be For Nature in Man's Heart her Laws doth pen Prescribing Truth to Wit and Good to Will Which do accuse or else excuse all Men For ev'ry Thought or Practice good or ill And yet these Sparks grow almost infinite Making the World and all therein their Food As Fire so spreads as no place holdeth it Being nourish'd still with new Supplies of Wood. And though these Sparks were almost quench'd with Sin Yet they whom that just One hath justify'd Have them increas'd with heav'nly Light within And like the Widow's Oil still multiply'd SECT XXVII The Power of Will and Relation between the Wit and Will AND as this Wit should Goodness truly know We have a Will which that true Good should chuse Tho Will do oft when Wit false Forms doth show Take Ill for Good and Good for Ill refuse Will puts in practice what the Wit deviseth Will ever acts and Wit contemplates still And as from Wit the Pow'r of Wisdom riseth All other Virtues Daughters are of Will Will is the Prince and Wit the Counsellor Which doth for common Good in Council sit And when Wit is resolv'd Will lends her Power To execute what is advis'd by Wit Wit is the Mind 's chief Judge which doth controul Of Fancy's Court the Judgments false and vain Will holds the Royal Scepter in the Soul And on the Passions of the Heart doth reign Will is as free as any Emperor Nought can restrain her gentle-Liberty No Tyrant nor no Torment hath the pow'r To make us will when we unwilling be SECT XXVIII The Intellectual Memory TO these high Pow'rs a Store-house doth pertain Where they all Arts and gen'ral Reasons lay Which in the Soul ev'n after Death remain And no Lethaean Flood can wash away SECT XXIX The Dependency of the Soul's Faculties upon each Other THis is the Soul and these her Virtues be Which though they have their sundry proper Ends And one exceeds another in Degree Yet each on other mutually depends Our Wit is giv'n Almighty God to know Our Will is giv'n to love him being known But God could not be known to us below But by his Works which through the Sense are shown And as the Wit doth reap the Fruits of Sense So doth the quick'ning Pow'r the Senses feed Thus while they do their sundry Gifts dispence The Best the Service of the Least doth need Ev'n so the King his Magistrates do serve Yet Commons feed both Magistrates and King The Common's Peace the Magistrates preserve By borrow'd Pow'r which from the Prince doth spring The Quick'ning Power would be and so would rest The Sense would not be only but be well But Wit 's Ambition longeth to the best For it desires in endless Bliss to dwell And these three Pow'rs three sorts of Men do make For some like Plants their Veins do only fill And some like Beasts their Senses pleasure take And some like Angels do contemplate still Therefore the Fables turn'd some Men to Flow'rs And others did with brutish Forms invest And did of others make Celestial Pow'rs Like Angels which still travel yet still rest Yet these three Pow'rs are not three Souls but one As One and Two are both contain'd in Three Three being one Number by it self alone A Shadow of the blessed Trinity Oh! What is Man great Maker of Mankind That thou to him so great Respect dost bear That thou adorn'st him with so bright a Mind Mak'st him a King and ev'n an Angel's Peer Oh! What a lively Life what heav'nly Pow'r What spreading Virtue what a sparkling Fire How great how plentiful how rich a Dow'r Dost thou within this dying Flesh inspire Thou leav'st thy Print in other Works of thine But thy whole Image thou in Man hast writ There cannot be a Creature more divine Except like thee it should be infinite But it exceeds Man's Thought to think how high God hath rais'd Man since God a Man became The Angels do admire this Mystery

sweet The Pleasure of her ravish'd Thought is such As almost here she with her Bliss doth meet But when in Heav'n she shall his Essence see This is her sov'reign Good and perfect Bliss Her Longing Wishings Hopes all finish'd be Her Joys are full her Motions rest in this There is she crown'd with Garlands of Content There doth she Manna eat and Nectar drink That Presence doth such high Delights present As never Tongue could speak nor Heart could think 3. Reason For this the better Souls do oft despise The Body's Death and do it oft desire For when on Ground the burthen'd Ballance lies The empty part is lifted up the higher But if the Body's Death the Soul should kill Then Death must needs against her Nature be And were it so all Souls would fly it still For Nature hates and shuns her Contrary For all things else which Nature makes to be Their Being to preserve are chiefly taught And though some things desire a Change to see Yet never Thing did long to turn to nought If then by Death the Soul were quenched quite She could not thus against her Nature run Since ev'ry sensless thing by Nature's Light Doth Preservation seek Destruction shun Nor could the World's best Spirits so much err If Death took all that they should all agree Before this Life their Honour to prefer For what is Praise to things that nothing be Again If by the Body's Prop she stand If on the Body's Life her Life depend As Meleagers on the fatal Brand The Body's Good she only would intend We should not find her half so brave and bold To lead it to the Wars and to the Seas To make it suffer Watchings Hunger Cold When it might feed with Plenty rest with Ease Doubtless all Souls have a surviving Thought Therefore of Death we think with quiet Mind But if we think of being turn'd to nought A trembling Horrour in our Souls we find 4. Reason And as the better Spirit when she doth bear A Scorn of Death doth shew she cannot die So when the wicked Soul Death's Face doth fear Ev'n then she proves her own Eternity For when Death's Form appears she feareth not An utter Quenching or Extinguishment She would be glad to meet with such a Lot That so she might all future Ill prevent But she doth doubt what after may befal For Nature's Law accuseth her within And saith 'T is true what is affirm'd by all That after Death there is a Pain for Sin Then she who hath been hood wink'd from he Birth Doth first her self within Death's Mirrour see And when her Body doth return to Earth She first takes care how she alone shall be Who ever sees these irreligious Men With Burthen of a Sickness weak and faint But hears them talking of Religion then And vowing of their Souls to ev'ry Saint When was there ever cursed Atheist brought Unto the Gibbet but he did adore That blessed Pow'r which he had set at nought Scorn'd and blasphemed all his Life before These light vain Persons still are drunk and mad With Surfeitings and Pleasures of their Youth But at their Death they are fresh sober sad Then they discern and then they speak the truth If then all Souls both good and bad do teach With gen'ral Voice That Souls can never die 'T is not Man's flatt'ring Gloss but Nature's Speech Which like GOD's Oracles can never lye 5. Reason Hence springs that universal strong Desire Which all Men have of Immortality Not some few Spirits unto this Thought aspire But all Men's Minds in this united be Then this Desire of Nature is not vain She covets not Impossibilities Fond Thoughts may fall into some idle Brain But one Assent of all is ever wise From hence that gen'ral Care and Study springs That Launching and Progression of the Mind Which all Men have so much of future things That they no Joy do in the present find From this Desire that main Desire proceeds Which all Men have surviving Fame to gain By Tombs by Books by memorable Deeds For she that this desires doth still remain Hence lastly springs Care of Posterities For Things their Kind would everlasting make Hence is it that old Men do plant young Trees The Fruit whereof another Age shall take If we these Rules unto our selves apply And view them by Reflection of the Mind All these true Notes of Immortality In our Heart's Tables we shall written find 6. Reason And though some impious Wits do Questions move And doubt if Souls immortal be or no That Doubt their Immortality doth prove Because they seem immortal things to know For he who Reasons on both Parts doth bring Doth some things mortal some immortal call Now if himself were but a mortal thing He could not judge immortal things at all For when we judge our Minds we Mirrors make And as those Glasses which material be Forms of material things do only take For Thoughts or Minds in them we cannot see So when we God and Angels do conceive And think of Truth which is eternal too Then do our Minds immortal Forms receive Which if they mortal were they could not do And as if Beasts conceiv'd what Reason were And that Conception should distinctly show They should the Name of Reasonable bear For without Reason none could Reason know So when the Soul mounts with so high a Wing As of Eternal Things she Doubts can move She Proofs of her Eternity doth bring Ev'n when she strives the contrary to prove For ev'n the Thought of Immortality Being an Act done without the Body's Aid Shews that her self alone could move and be Although the Body in the Grave were laid SECT XXXI That the Soul cannot be destroy'd AND if her self she can so lively move And never need a Foreign Help to take Then must her Motion everlasting prove Because her self she never can forsake But though Corruption cannot touch the Mind By any Cause that from it self may spring Some outward Cause Fate hath perhaps design'd Which to the Soul may utter Quenching bring Perhaps her Cause may cease and she may die God is her Cause his Word her Maker was Which shall stand fix'd for all Eternity When Heav'n and Earth shall like a Shadow pass Perhaps some thing repugnant to her Kind By strong Antipathy the Soul may kill But what can be Contrary to the Mind Which holds all Contraries in Concord still She lodgeth Heat and Cold and Moist and Dry And Life and Death and Peace and War together Ten thousand fighting things in her do lie Yet neither troubleth or disturbeth either Perhaps for want of Food the Soul may pine But that were strange since all things bad and good Since all God's Creatures Mortal and Divine Since God himself is her eternal Food Bodies are fed with things of mortal kind And so are subject to Mortality But Truth which is eternal feeds the Mind The Tree of Life which will not let her die Yet Violence perhaps the