Trip it with joy at the worlds harmony Struck with the pleasure of an amorous stound So dance they with fair flowers from unknown root ycrownd 14 Still falling short they never fail to seek Nor find they nothing by their diligence They find repast their lively longings eke Kindled continued by timely influence Thus all things in distinct circumference Move about him that satisfies them all Nor be they thus stird up by wary sense Or foresight or election rationall But blindly reel about the heart of lives centrall 15 So doth the earth one of the erring seven Wheel round the fixed sunne that is the shade Of steddy Good shining in this out-heaven With the rest of those stars that God hath made Of baser matter all which be array'd With his far-shining light They sing for joy They frisque about in circulings unstay'd Dance through the liquid aire and nimbly toy cloy While Sol keeps clear their spright consumes what may ac 16 Better the Indigent be mov'd then He That wanteth nought He fills all things with light And kindly heat through his fecundity Peoples the world by his exciting spright Wakens the plants calls them out of deep night They thrust themselves into his fostring rayes Stretch themselves forth stird by his quickning might And all the while their merry roundelayes As lightsome phansies deem each Planet sprightly playes 17 But sooth to say that sound so subtile is Made by percussion of th' ethereall fire Against our aire if it be not transmisse By its exility that none ought admire That we no'te heare what well we mought desire Heavens harmony ' Cording to others lear The sound 's so big that it cannot retire Into the windings of a mortall eare So cannot the Egyptian Niles Catadupa bear 18 There ought to be certain proportion Betwixt the object and the outward sense Rash man that dost inferre negation From thy dead eare or non-experience Then let them dance and sing raise influence From lively motion that preserves their spright From foul corruption motion 's the best fense To keep off filth in children of cold Night Whose life is in dull matter but the sunne's all Light 19 Therefore full safely he may steddy stond Unmov'd at least not remov'd out of place I 'll not deny but that he may turn round On his own centre So the steps we 'll trace Of Essence Plato's On which steddy stayes And moves at once that same Iao hight In that old Clarian Oracle that sayes It is the sunne This answer will aright To Iehova or first essence as Plato school desery't 20 That same first Being Beauty Intellect Turns to his father of whom he was born In a brief instant But who can detect Such hidden mysteries back mine eyes I 'll turn Lest in this light like fluttering moth I burn Enough is shown of correspondency Twixt this worlds sunne and centre of hid Morn The radiant light of the deep Deity Thus have I fairly prov'd the sunnes stability 21 Then must the earth turn round or we want day Or never be in night Now I 'll descend Cloth'd with this truth As wrathfull dogs do bay At spectres solemn Cynthia doth send So now I backward to the senses wend They 'll bark at th' shape of my disguised mind As stranger wights they wrathfully will rend This uncouth habit They no such thing find 'Mongst their domestick forms to whom they are more kind 22 And weaker reason which they wont misguide Will deem all this nothing mysterious But my strong-winged Muse feebly to slide Into false thoughts and dreams vertiginous And plainly judge us woxen furious Thus in our rage to shake the stable earth Whirling it round with turns prodigious For it doth stedfast stand as it appear'th From the unshaken buildings it so safely bear'th 23 If it should move about then would it sting From of it self those fair extructed loads Of carved stone The aire aloud would sing With brushing trees Beasts in their dark aboads Would brained be by their own caves th' earth strowd With strange destruction All would shatter'd lye In broken shivers What mad frantick mood Doth thus invade wary Philosophy That it so dotes on such a furious falsity 24 But still more subt'lie this cause to pursue The clouds would alwayes seem to rise from th' East Which sense and oft-experience proves untrue They rise from all the quarters South North West From every part as Aeolus thinketh best Again the earths sad stupid gravity Unfit for motion shows its quiet rest Lastly an arrow shot unto the sky Would not return unto his foot that let it fly 25 Adde unto these that contrariety Of motion when as the self same things At the same time do back and forward hie As when for speed the rider fiercely dings His horse with iron heel layes the loose strings Upon his neck westward they swiftly scoure When as the earth finishing her dayly rings Doth eastward make with all her might and power She quite hath run her stage at end of twice twelve houres 26 These and like phansies do so strongly tye The slower mind to ancient Ptolemee That shamefull madnesse't were for to deny So plain a truth as they deem this to be But yet alas if they could standen free From prejudice and heavie swaying sense That dims our reason that it cannot see What 's the pure truth enough in just defense Of Pythagore we find though with small diligence 27 One single truth concerning unity Of sprights and bodies how one spirit may Inact a various Corporeity Keep 't up together and its might display Through all the bulk make 't constantly obey The powerfull dictates of that centrall spright Which being one can variously play This lore if we but once had learnd aright All what was brought against us would vanish at first sight 28 For that Magnetick might doth so combine Earth Water Aire into one Animate Whose soul or life so sweetly't doth incline So surely easly as none can relate But he that 's exercis'd in every state Of moving life What Can the plastick spright So variously it and its bulk dilate Downward to hell upward to heaven bright And strangely figur'd leaves and flowers send into sight 29 Can one poore single Centre do all this In a base weed that suddenly decayes And shall not the earths life that is transmisse Through sea and aire and with its potent rayes Informs all this all this on that life stayes Shall 't not obtain the like variety Of inward ruling motion Your minds raise O sluggish men single centrality You 'l find shall do what ere 's admit by phantasy 30 Now see if this clear apprehension Will not with ease repell each argument Which we rehers'd with an intention For to refute The earths swift movement Because 't is naturall not violent Will never shatter buildings With straight line It binds down strongly each partic'larment Of every edifice All stones incline Unto that Centre this doth
life invade With glowing heat and eateth out that spot This dreadfull triall many hath dismaid When Autaparnes saw this was his lot â—…ear did his sense benumme he wox like earthly clot 54 In solemn silency this vapour rose From this dread dale and hid the eastern sky With its deep darknesse and the evening close Forestall'd with Stygian obscurity Yet was 't not thick nor thin nor moist nor dey Nor stank it ill nor yet gave fragrant smell Nor did't take in through pellucidity The penetrating light nor did't repell Through grosse opacity the beams of Michael 55 Yet terrible it is to Psyche's brood That still retain the life Daemoniake Constraining fear calls in their vitall flood When the drad Magus once doth mention make Of the deep dark abysse for fear they quake At that strong-awing word But they that die Unto self-feeling life naught shall them shake Base fear proceeds from weak Autopathy This dale hight Ain the fumes hight Anautaesthesy 56 Into this dismall dale we all descend Here Autaeparnes and Hypomene Their languid life with that dark vapour blend Thus perished fading vitality But nought did fade of lifes reality When these two old ones their last gasp had fer In this drad valley their dead corps did lie But what could well be sav'd to Simon flet Here Simon first became spotlesse Anautaesthet 68 When we had waded quite through this deep shade We then appeard in bright Theoprepy Here Phoebus ray in straightest line was laid That earst lay broke in grosse consistency Of cloudy substance For strong sympathy Of the divided natures magick band Was burnt to dust in Anautaesthesie Now there 's no fear of deaths dart-holding hand Fast love fixt life firm peace in Theoprepia land 69 When Mnemon hither came he leaned back Upon his seat and a long time respired When I perceiv'd this holy Sage so slack To speak well as I might I him desired Still to hold on if so he were not tired And tell what fell in blest Theoprepy But he nould do the thing that I required Too hard it is said he that kingdomes glee To show who list to know himself must come and see 70 This story under the cool shaddowing beach Old Mnemon told of famous Dizoie To set down all he said passeth my reach That all would reach even to infinity Strange things he spake of the biformity Of the Dizoians what mongrill sort Of living wights how monstrous shap'd they be And how that man and beast in one consort Goats britch mans tongue goose head with monki's mouth distoâ—… 71 Of Centaures Cynocephals walking trees Tritons and Mermaydes and such uncouth things Or weeping Serpents with fair womens eyes Mad making waters sex trans-forming springs Of foul Circean swine with golden rings With many such like falshoods but the straight Will easly judge all crooked wandrings Suffice it then we have taught that Ruling-right The good is uniform the evil infinite ΨΥΞΑΘΑÎΑΣΙΑ PLATONICA OR Platonicall Poem of the Immortality of Souls especially Mans Soul By H. M. Master of Arts and Fellow of Christs Colledge in Cambridge 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 Empedocles Omnia mutantur nihil interit Ovid. 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 Trismegist CAMBRIDGE Printed by Roger Daniel Printer to the Universitie 1642. THE PREFACE TO THE READER THe very nerves and sinews of Religion is hope of immortality What greater incitement to virtue and justice then eternall happinesse what greater terriculament from wickednesse then a full perswasion of after-judgement and continuall torture of spirit But my labour is superfluous Men from their very childhood are perswaded of these things Verily I fear how they are perswaded of them when they become men Else would not they vvhom the fear of hell doth not affright die so unvvillingly nor vvicked men so securely nor vvould so many be vvicked For even naturall-providence vvould bid them look forvvard Beside some men of a melancholick temper vvhich commonly distrust and suspicion do accompany though othervvise pious yet out of an exceeding desire of eternall being think they can never have security enough for this so pleasing hope and expectation and so even vvith anxiety of mind busie themselves to prove the truth of that strongly vvhich they desire vehemently to be true And this body vvhich dissolution vvaits upon helpeth our infidelity exceedingly For the soul not seeing it self judgeth it self of such a nature as those things are to which she is nearest united Falsly saith but yet ordinarily I am sick I am weak I faint I die when it is nough but the perishing life of the body that is in such plight to which she is so close tied in most intimate love and sympathy So a tender mother if she see a knife struck to her childs heart would shreek and swound as if her self had been smit whenas if her eye had not beheld that spectacle she had not been moved though the thing were surely done So I do verily think that the mind being taken up in some higher contemplation if it should please God to keep it in that ecstasie the body might be destroyed without any disturbance to the soul. For how can there be or sense or pain without animadversion But while we have such continuall commerce with this frail body it is not to be expected but that we shall be assaulted with the fear of death and darknesse For alas how few are there that do not make this visible world their Adonai their stay and sustentation of life the prop of their soul their God How many Christians are not prone to whisper that of the Heathen Poet Soles occidere redire possunt Nobis cùm semel occidit brevis lux Nox est perpetua una dormienda The Sunne may set and rise again If once sets our short light Deep sleep us binds with iron chain Wrapt in eternall Night But I would not be so injurious as to make men worse then they are that my little work may seem of greater use and worth then it is Admit then that men are most what perswaded of the souls immortality yet here they may reade reasons to confirm that perswasion and be put in mind as they reade of their end and future condition which cannot be but profitable at least For the pleasure they 'll reap from this Poem it will be according as their Genius is fitted for it For as Plato speaks in his Io 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 or according to the more usuall phrase 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 c. The spirit of every Poet is not alike nor his writings alike suteable to all dispositions As Io the reciter of Homers verses professeth himself to be snatcht away with an extraordinary fury or ecstacie at the repeating of Homers Poesie but others so little to move him that he could even fall asleep So that no man is rashly to condemn another mans labour in this kind because he is not taken with
from the dern pit So much gets in as Optick art counts meet To shew the forms that hard without do flit With learned quaere each other here they greet True moving substances they deem each shadow slight 11 When fowls flie by and with their swapping wings Beat the inconstant aire and mournfull noise Stirre up with their continuall chastisings In the soft yielding penitent the voice These solemn sages nought at all accoyes 'T is common onely they philosophize Busying their brains in the mysterious toyes Of flittie motion warie well advize On'â—… inward principles the hid Entelechyes 12 And whereabout that inward life is seated That moves the living creature they espie Passing in their dim world So they 'r defeated Calling thin shadows true realitie And deeply doubt if corporalitie For so they term those visibles were stroy'd Whether that inward first vitalitie Could then subsist But they are ill accloy'd With cloddie earth and with blind duskishnesse annoy'd 13 If roaring lion or the neighing horse With frisking tail to brush off busie flies Approch their den then haply they discourse From what part of these creatures may arise Those greater sounds Together they advise And gravely do conclude that from the thing That we would term the tail those thund'ring neyes Do issue forth tail of that shadovving They see then moved most while he is whinneying 14 And so the lions huge and hideous roat They think proceeds from his rugg'd flowing mane Which the fierce winds do tosse and tousell sore Unlesse perhaps he stirre his bushie train For then the tail will carrie it again Thus upon each occasion their frail wit Bestirres it self to find out errours vain And uselesse theories in this dark pit Fond reasoning they have seldome or never hit 15 So soon new shadows enter in the cave New entelechias they then conceive Brought forth of nature when they passed have Their gloomy orb false shades eas'ly deceive Not onely they that visible bereave Of life and being but the hidden might And root of motion unliv'd unbeen'd they leave In their vain thoughts for they those shadows light Do deem sole prop and stay of th' hidden motive spright 16 This is that awfull cell where Naturalists Brood deep opinion as themselves conceit This errours den where in a magick mist Men hatch their own delusion and deceit And grasp vain shows Here their bold brains they beat And dig full deep as deep as Hyle's hell Unbare the root of life O searching wit But root of life in Hyles shade no'te dwell For God's the root of all as I elsewhere shall tell 17 This is the stupid state of drooping soul That loves the bodie and false forms admires Slave to base sense fierce 'gainst reasons controul That still it self with lower lust bemites That nought believeth and much lesse desires Things of that unseen world and inward life Nor unto height of purer truth aspires But cowardly declines the noble strife 'Gainst vice and ignorance so gets it no relief 18 From this default the lustfull Epicure Democrite or th' unthankfull Stagirite Most men preferre 'fore holy Pythagore Divinest Plato and grave Epictete But I am so inflam'd with the sweet sight And goodly beautie seen on Eloim-hill That maugre all mens clamours in despight I 'll praise my Platonissa with loud quill My strong intended voice all the wide world shall fill 19 O sacred Nymph begot of highest Jove Queen of Philosophie and virtuous lear That firest the nobler heart with spotlesse love And sadder minds with Nectar drops dost chear That oft bedrencht with sorrows while we 're here Exil'd from our dear home that heavenly soil Through wandring wayes thou safely dost us bear Into the land of truth from dirtie foil Thou keepst our slipping feet oft wearied with long toil 20 When I with other beauties thine compare O lovely maid all others I must scorn For why they all rude and deform'd appear Certes they be ill thew'd and baser born Yet thou alas of men art more forlorn For like will to its like but few can see Thy worth so night-birds flie the glorious morn Thou art a beam shot from the deitie And nearest art ally'd to Christianitie 21 But they be sprung of sturdie Giants race Ally'd to Night and the foul Earthie clay Love of the carcase Envie Spight Disgrace Centention Pride that unto th' highest doth bray Rash labour a Titanicall assay To pluck down wisdome from her radiant seat With mirie arms to bear her quite away But thy dear mother Thorough-cleansing virtue hight Here will true wisdome lodge here will the deigne to light 22 Come Gentle Virgin take me by the hand To yonder grove with speedie pace wee 'll hie It s not farre off from Alethea land Swift as the levin from the sneezing skie So swift wee 'll go before an envious eye Can reach us There I 'll purge out the strong steem Of prepossessing prejudice that I Perhaps may have contract in common stream And warie well wash out my old conceived dream 23 And when I 've breath'd awhile in that free aire And clear'd my self from tinctures took before Then deigne thou to thy novice to declare Thy secret skill and hid mysterious lore And I due thanks shall plenteously down poure But well I wote thou 'lt not envaffall me That law were rudenesse I may not adore Ought but the lasting spotlesse veritie Well thewed minds the mind doth alwayes setten free 24 Free to that inward awfull Majestie Hight Logos whom they term great son of God Who fram'd the world by his deep sciency The greater world Al 's makes his near abode In the lesse world so he can trace the trod Of that hid ancient path when as he made This stately Fabrick of the world so broad He plainly doth unfold his skilfull trade When he doth harmlesse hearts by his good spright invade 25 O thou eternall Spright cleave ope the sky And take thy flight into my feeble breast Enlarge my thoughts enlight my dimmer eye That wisely of that burthen closely prest In my straight mind I may be dispossest My Muse must sing of things of mickle weight The souls eternity is my great quest Do thou me guide that art the souls sure light Grant that I never erre but ever wend aright THE ARGUMENT OF PSYCHATHANASIA Book 1. Cant. 2. What a soul is here I define After I have compared All powers of life That stamp divine Show that brutes never shared 1 NOw I 'll addresse me to my mighty task So mighty task that makes my heart to shrink While I compute the labour it will ask And on my own frail weaknesse I gin think Like tender Lad that on the rivers brink That fain would wash him while the evening â—…een With sharper aire doth make his pores to wink Shakes all his body nips his naked skin At first makes some delay but after skippeth in 2 So I upon a wary due debate With my perplexed mind after perswade
devest them both of time and place And of all individualities And matter doth of all her forms uncase Corporeall wight such subtile virtue never has 19 Now shall the indivisibilitie Of the souls virtues make an argument For certainly there 's no such qualitie Resideth in a body that 's extent For tell me is that qualitie strait pent Within a point of that corporeall Or is it with some spreaden part distent If in a point then longs it not at all To th'body in spread part then 't is extentionall 20 But that some virtue 's not extentionall May thus be proved Is there no science Of numbers Yes But what is principall And root of all have we intelligence Of Unities Or else what 's sprong from thence We could not know what doth the soul then frame Within her self Is that Idea extense Or indivisible If not we 'll blame The soul of falshood and continuall lying shame 21 Again if we suppose our intellect Corporeall then must we all things know By a swift touch what do we then detect The truth of bignesse when one point doth go Of our quick mind It need not be o'reslow For infinite parts be found in quantitie Or doth it use its latitude If so Remember that some things unspreaden be How shall it find them out Or if 't use both we 'll see 22 That both be unsufficient I prove A point cannot discern loosâ—… unity Freed from all site That latitude must move On all the body that it doth descry So must it be upstretch'd unto the skie And rubbe against the starres surround the sunne And her own parts to every part apply Then swiftly fridge about the pallid moon Thus both their quantities the mind hath strangely wonne 23 Adde unto these that the soul would take pains For its destruction while it doth aspire To reach at things that were her wofull gains That be not corporall but seated higher Above the bodyes sphere Thus should she tire Her self to ' stroy her self Again the mind Receives contrary forms The feverish fire Makes her cool brooks and shadowing groves to find Within her thoughts thus hot and cold in one she binds 24 Nor is she chang'd by the susception Of any forms For thus her self contraire Would be unto her self But Union She then possesseth when heat and cold are Together met They meet withouten jarre Within our souls Such forms they be not true You 'll say But of their truth lest you despair Each form in purer minds more perfect hew Obtains then those in matter we do daily view 25 For there they 're mixt soild and contaminate But truth doth clear unweave and simplifie Search sever pierce open and disgregate All ascititious cloggings then doth eye The naked essence and its property Or you must grant the soul cannot define Ought right in things or you must not deny These forms be true that in her self dâ—… shine These be her rule of truth these her unerring line 26 Bodies have no such properties Again See in one cluster many arguments Compris'd She multitudes can close constrain Into one nature Things that be fluent As flitting time by her be straight retent Unto one point she joyns future and past And makes them steddy stand as if present Things distant she can into one place cast Calls kinds immortall though their singulars do waste 27 Upon her self she strangely operates And from her self and by her self returns Into her self thus the soul circulates Do bodies so Her axle-tree it burns With heat of motion This low world she spurns Raiseth her self to catch infinity Unspeakable great numbers how she turns Within her mind like evening mist the eye Discerns whose muddy atomes 'fore the wind do fly 28 Stretcheth out time at both ends without end Makes place still higher swell often creates What God nere made nor doth at all intend To make free phantasms laughs at future fates Foresees her own condition she relates Th' all comprehension of eternity Complains she 's thirsty still in all estates That all she sees or has no'te satisfie Her hungry self nor fill her vast capacity 29 But I 'll break off My Muse her self forgot Her own great strength and her foes feeblenesse That she her name by her own pains may blot While she so many strokes heaps in excesse That fond grosse phansie quite for to suppresse Of the souls corporal'ty For men may think Her adversaries strength doth thus her presse To multitude of reasons makes her swink With weary toil and sweat out thus much forced ink 30 Or that she loves with trampling insultations To domineere in easie victory But let not men dare cast such accusations Against the blamelesse For no mastery Nor fruitlesse pomp nor any verity Of that opinion that she here destroyes Made her so large No 't is her jealousie 'Gainst witching falshood that weak souls annoyes And oft doth choke those chearing hoâ—…es of lasting joyes THE ARGUMENT OF PSYCHATHANASIA Book 3. Cant. 1. The souls free independency It s drery dreadfull state In hell Its tricentreity What brings to heavens gate 1 WEll said that man whatever man that was That said What things we would we straight believe Upon each slight report to have come to passe But better he that said Slow faith we give To things we long for most Hope and fear rive Distracted minds as when nigh equall weights Cast on the trembling scales each â—…ug and strive To pull the other up But the same sleights By turns do urge them both in their descents and heights 2 Thus waves the mind in things of greatest weight For things we value most are companied With fear as well as hope these stifly fight The stronger hope the stronger fear is fed One mother both and the like livelyhead One object both from whence they both do spring The greater she the greater these she bred The greater these the greater wavering And longer time to end their sturdy struggeling 3 But is there any thing of more import Then the souls immortality Hence fear And hope we striving feel with strong effort Against each other That nor reason clear Nor sacred Oracles can straight down bear That sturdy rascall with black phantasies Yclad and clouded with drad dismall chear But still new mists he casts before our eyes And now derides our prov'd incorporeities 4 And grinning saith That labour 's all in vain For though the soul were incorporeall Yet its existence to this bulk restrain They be so nearly link'd that if one fall The other fails The eare nor hears our call In stouping age nor eye can see ought clear Benumming palfies shake the bodies wall The soul hath lost its strength and cannot steer Its crasie corse but staggering on reels here and there 5 So plain it is that though the soul 's a spright Not corporall that it must needs depend Upon this body and must perish quite When her foundation falls But now attend And see what false conceits vain
soul to sit at liberty Not wedg'd into this masse of earth but free Unloos'd from any strong necessity To do the bodies dictates while we see Clear reason shining in serenity Calling above unto us pointing to What 's right and decent what doth best agree With those sweet lovely Ideas that do show Some glimps of their pure light So Sol through clouds doth flow 41 How oft do we neglect this bodies life And outward comely plight for to adorn Our soul with virtuous ornaments and strive To fat our mind with truth while it 's forlorn Squallid half-nasty pallid wan deform Can this desire from the base body spring No sure such brave atchievements be yborn Within the soul tend to her perfecting See th' independent mind in her self circuling 42 Best plight of body hinders such like acts How doth she then upon the body pend To do those subtle high pure heavenly facts What doth the Sun his rayes that he out-sends Smother or choke though clouds that upward wend May raised be by him yet of those clouds That he doth congregate he no'te depend Nor doth the soul that in this flesh doth croud Her self rely on that thick vapour where she 's shroud 43 But still to prove it clearer If the mind Without the bodyes help can operate Of its own self then nothing can we find To scruple at but that souls separate Safely exist not subject unto fate Nothing depending on their carcases That they should fade when those be ruinate But first perpend well both their energies That we may better see their independencies 44 The living body where the soul doth ' bide These functions hath phansie sense memory How into sense these outward forms do glide I have already told Vitality And presentisick circularity Is spread through all there is one Mundane spright And body vitall corporality We have from hence Our souls be counite With the worlds spright and body with these herself she has dight 45 Our body struck by evolution Of outward forms spread in the worlds vast spright Our listning mind by its adversion Doth notice take but nothing is empight In it Of old Gods hand did all forms write In humane souls which waken at the knock Of Mundane shapes If they were naked quite Of innate forms though heaven and earth should rock With roring winds they 'd heare no more then sensles stock 46 Phansy's th' impression of those forms that flit In this low life They oft continue long When as our spright more potently is hit By their incursions and appulses strong Like heated water though a while but hung On fiercer fire an hot impression Long time retains so forms more stoutly flung Against our spright make deep insculption Long time it is till their clear abolition 47 Hence springeth that which men call memory When outward object doth characterize Our inward common spright of when that we From our own soul stir up clear phantasies Which be our own elicited Idees Springing from our own contrall life by might Of our strong Fiat as oft as we please With these we seal that under grosser spright Make that our note-book there our choisest notions write 48 But sith it is not any part of us But longeth unto the great world it must Be chang'd for course of time voraginous With rapid force is violently just Makes each thing pay with what it was intrust The common life sucks back the common spright The body backward falls into the dust It doth it by degrees Hence phancie sight And memorie in age do not their functions right 49 Often disease or some hard casualtie Doth hurt this spirit that a man doth lose The use of sense wit phansie memorie That hence rash men our souls mortall suppose Through their rude ignorance but to disclose The very truth our soul 's in safetie In that distemper that doth ill dispose Her under spright But her sad miserie Is that so close she 's tied in a prone Unitie 50 Leans on this bodies false vitalitie Seeks for things there not in herself nor higher Extremely loves this bodies company Trusts in its life thither bends her desire But when it gins to fail she 's left i' th' mire Yet hard upon us hangs th' Eternall light The ever-live Idees the lamping fire Of lasting Intellect whose nearnesse might Illumine were our minds not lost in that frail spright 51 That spright and we are plain another thing Which now I 'll clearly show that we may see Our independence on its existing Which I must prove by eithers energie That spright hath no preceptibilitie Of her impressions Phantasie nor sense Perceive themselves often with open eye We look upon a man in our presence And yet of that near object have no cognoscence 52 And so of Phansies that be fresh enough Even deeply seald upon that lower spright Unlesse we seek them out and pierce them through With aiming animadversion they in night Do lurk unknown to us though they be bright In their own selves Again some object may In its great vigour lustre sweying might This spirit wound by its fierce riving ray Our sight is hurt by th' eye of the broad blasing day 53 Beside the senses each one are restraind To its own object so â—…s Phantasie That in the spirits compasse is containd As likewise the low naturall memorie But sooth to say by a strong sympathie We both are mov'd by these and these do move As the light spider that makes at a flie Her self now moves the web she subt'ly wove Mov'd first by her own web when here the flie did rove 54 Like spider in her web so do we sit Within this spirit and if ought do shake This subtil loom we feel as it doth hit Most part into adversion we awake Unlesse we chance into our selves betake Our selves or listen to the lucid voice Of th'intellect which these low tumults slake But our own selves judge of what ere accloyes Our muddied mind or what lifts up to heavenly joyes 55 All the five senses Phansie Memorie We feel their work distinguish and compare Find out their natures by the subtiltie Of sifting reason Then they objects are Of th' understanding bear no greater share In this same act then objects wont to do They are two realties distinguish'd clear One from the other as I erst did show She knows that spright that sprigh our soul can never know 56 Sense Phansie Memorie as afore was said Be hurt by stronger objects or be spoild By longer exercise Our soul ne're fades But doth its spright commiserate long toild With agitation when it feels it moild Descends to comfort it and gives it rest But she grows quicker vaster never foild With contemplations that this spright molest The inward soul 's renew'd as cannot be exprest 57 How soul and spright be severed we see But how 't works by it self is not yet shown I mean without this sprights assistencie Though not quite by its self High light doth crown Its
reason proves And sith that in an instant round he roves The same doth hap in each Meridian line For in his instantaneous removes He in them all at once doth fairly shine Nor that large stretchen space his freenesse can confine 12 The Sunne himself at once stands â—…n each point Of his diurnall circle Thus we see That rest and motion cannot be disjoynt When motion 's swift even to infinitie Here contrarieties do well agree Eternall shade and everlasting light With one another here do well complie Instant returns of Night make one long Night Wherefore infinitie is freedome infinite 13 No hinderance to ought that doth arrive To this free camp of fair Elysium But nearer that to Hyle things do dive They are more pent and find much lesser room Thus sensuall souls do find their righteous doom Which Nemesis inflicts when they descend From heavenly thoughts that from above do come To lower life which wrath and grief attend And scorching lust that do the souls high honour blend 14 Wherefore the soul cut off from lowly sense By harmlesse fate far greater libertie Must gain for when it hath departed hence As all things else should it not backward hie From whence it came but such divinitie Is in our souls that nothing lesse then God Could send them forth as Plato's schools descrie Wherefore when they retreat a free abode They 'll find unlesse kept off by Nemesis just rod. 15 But if kept off from thence where is she then She dwells in her own self there doth reside Is her own world and more or lesse doth pen Her self as more or lesse she erst did side With sense and vice while here she did abide Steril defect and nere obtaind desire Create a cone whose Cusp is not more wide Then this worlds Cone Here close-contracted fire Doth vex doth burn doth scorch with searching heat ire 16 Nor easly can she here fall fast asleep To slake her anguish and tormenting pain What drisling mists may here her senses steep What foggie fumes benumb her moistned brain The flitten soul no sense doth then retain And sleep ariseth from a sympathie With these low sprights that in this bulk remain But when from these the soul is setten free What sleep may bind her from continuall energie 17 Here they 'll replie It is not a grosse sleep That binds the soul from operation But sith that death all phantasms clean doth wipe Out of the soul she no occasion Can have of Will or Intellection The corpse do rot the spirit wide is spread And with the Mundane life fallen into one So then the soul from these quite being fled Unmov'd of ought must lie sunk in deep drowsihead 18 Nought then she hath whereon to contemplate Her ancient phantasms melt and glide away Her spright suck'd back by all-devouring fate And spread abroad those forms must needs decay That were therein imprinted If they stay Yet sith the soul from them is disunite Into her knowledge they can never ray So wants she objects the mind to excite Wherefore asleep she lies wrapt in eternall Night 19 To which I answer though she corporate VVith no world yet by a just Nemesis Kept off from all yet she thus separate May oft be struck with potent rayes transmisse From divers worlds that with such mockeries Kindling an hungry fire and eagre will They do the wretched soul but Tantalize And with fierce choking flames and furie fill So vext that if she could in rage herself she 'd kill 20 If any doubt of this perplexitie And think so subtil thing can suffer nought What 's gnawing conscience from impietie By highest parts of humane soul ywrought For so our very soul with pain is fraught The body being in an easie plight Through all the senses when you have presly sought In none of them you 'll find this sting empight So may we deem this dart the soul it self to hit 21 Again when all the senses beybound In sluggish sloth the soul doth oft create So mighty pain so cruelly doth wound It self with tearing torture such a state Brings on herself that none could tolerate Which must be in herself for once return'd Unto her body new resuscitate From sleep remembring well how erst she mourn'd Marvels how all so soon to peace and ease is turn'd 22 Wherefore the soul it self receiveth pain From her own self withouten sympathie With something else whose miserie must constrain To deep compassion So if struck she be With secret ray or some strong energie Of any world or lives that there remain She 's kept awake Besides fecunditie Of her own nature surely doth contain Innate Idees This truth more fully I 'll explain 23 Strong forward bearing will or appetite A never wearied importunitie Is the first life of this deep centrall spright Thus thrusts she forth before her some Idee Whereby herself now actuall she doth see Her mighty Fiat doth command each form T' appear As did that ancient Majestie This world of old by his drad Word â—…Form And made the soul of man thus divine Deiform 24 Thus in a manner the humane soul creates The image of her will When from her centre Her pregnant mind she fairly explicates By actuall forms and so doth safely enter To knowledge of her self Flush light she sendeth forth and live Idees Those be the glasse whereby the soul doth paint her Sweet centrall love sends out such forms as please But centrall hate or fear foul shapes with evill ease 25 The manner of her life on earth may cause Diversity of those eruptions For will desire or custome do dispose The soul to such like figurations Propension brings imaginations Unto their birth And oft the soul le ts fly Such unexpected eructations That she her self cannot devisen why Unlesse she do ascribe it to her pregnancy 26 It is an argument of her forms innate Which blazen out perchance when none descry This light is lost sense doth so radiate With Mundane life till this poore carcase die As when a lamp that men do sitten by In some wide hall in a clear winter night Being blown out or wasted utterly Unwares they find a sly still silver light The moon the wall or pavement with mild raies hath dight 27 So when the oyl of this low life is spent Which like a burning lamp doth waste away Or if blown out by fate more violent The soul may find an unexpected ray Of light not from full faced Cynthia But her own fulnesse and quick pregnancy Unthought of life her Nature may display Unto her self not by forc'd industry But naturally it sprouts from her fecundity 28 Now sith adversion is a property So deeply essentiall to the rationall soul This light or life from her doth not so fly But she goes with it as it out doth roll All spirits that arround their raies extoll Possesse each point of their circumference Presentially Wherefore the soul so full Of life when it raies out with presse presence
Oretakes each outgone beam apprends it by advertence 29 Thus plainly we perceive the energie Of the departed soul if we could find Strong reason to confirm th' innate idee Essentiall forms created with the mind But things obscure no'te easly be defind Yet some few reasons I will venture at To show that God's so liberall and kind As when an humane soul he doth create To fill it with hid forms and deep idees innate 30 Well sang the wise Empedocles of old That earth by earth and sea by sea we see And heaven by heaven and fire more bright than gold By flaming fire so gentle love descry By love and hate by hate And all agree That like is known by like Hence they confesse That some externall species strikes the eye Like to its object in the self-same dresse But my first argument hence I 'll begin to presse 31 If like be known by like then must the mind Innate idolums in it self contain To judge the forms she doth imprinted find Upon occasions If she doth not ken These shapes that flow from distant objects then How can she know those objects a dead glasse That light and various forms do gaily stain Set out in open streets shapes as they passe As well may see Lutes heare each foaming diapase 32 But if she know those species outsent From distant objects tell me how she knows These species By some other You nere ment To answer so For straight the question goes Unto another and still forward flows Even to infinity Doth the object serve Its image to the mind for to disclose This answer hath as little sense or nerve Now reel you in a circle if you well observe 33 Wherefore no ascititious form alone Can make us see or hear but when this spright That is one with the Mundane's hit upon Sith all forms in our soul be counite And centrally lie there she doth beget Like shapes in her own self that energie By her own centrall self who forth it let Is view'd Her centrall omniformity Thus easly keepeth off needlesse infinity 34 For the quick soul by it self doth all things know And sith withouten apt similitude Nought's known upon her we must needs bestow Essentiall centrall forms that thus endew'd With universall likenesse ever transmew'd Into a representing energie Of this or that she may have each thing view'd By her own centrall self-vitality Which is her self-essentiall omniformity 35 If plantall souls in their own selves contain That vitall formative fecundity That they a tree with different colour stain And divers shapes smoothnesse asperity Straightnesse acutenesse and rotundity A golden yellow or a crimson red A varnish'd green with such like gallantry How dull then is the sensitive how dead If forms from its own centre it can never spread 36 Again an Universall notion What object ever did that form impresse Upon the soul What makes us venture on So rash a matter as ere to confesse Ought generally true when neverthelesse We cannot ever runne through all singulars Wherefore in our own souls we do possesse Free forms and immateriall characters Hence 't is the soul so boldly generall truth declares 37 What man that is not dull or mad would doubt Whether that truth for which Pythagoras When he by subtile studdy found it out Unto the Muses for their helping grace An Hecatomb did sacrifice may passe In all such figures wheresoever they be Yet all Rectangle Triangles none has Viewed as yet none all shall ever see Wherefore this free assent is from th' innate idee 38 Adde unto these incorporeity Apprehended by the soul when sense nere saw Ought incorporeall Wherefore must she From her own self such subtile idols draw Again this truth more clearly still to know Let 's turn again to our Geometry What body ever yet could figure show Perfectly perfect as rotundity Exactly round or blamelesse angularity 39 Yet doth the soul of such like forms discourse And finden fault at this deficiency And rightly term this better and that worse Wherefore the measure is our own idee Which th' humane soul in her own self doth see And sooth to sayeâ—… when ever she doth strive To find pure truth her own profundity She enters in her self doth deeply dive From thence attempts each essence rightly to descrive 40 Last argument which yet is not the least Wise Socrates dispute with Theaetete Concerning learning fitly doth suggest A midwifes sonne ycleeped Phenarete He calls himself Then makes a quaint conceit That he his mothers trade did exercise All witlesse his own self yet well did weet By his fit questions to make others wise A midwife that no'te bear anothers birth unties 41 Thus jestingly he flung out what was true That humane souls be swoln with pregnancy Of hidden knowledge if with usage due They were well handled they each verity Would bringen forth from their fecunditie Wise framed questions would facilitate This precious birth stirre up th' inward idee And make it streme with light from forms innate Thus may a skilfull man hid truth clicitate 42 What doth the teacher in his action But put slight hints into his scholars mind Which breed a solemn contemplation Whether such things be so but he doth find The truth himself But if truth be not sign'd In his own soul before and the right measure Of things propos'd in vain the youth doth wind Into himself and all that anxious leasure In answering proves uselesse without that hid treasure 43 Nor is his masters knowledge from him flit Into his scholars head for so his brain In time would be exhaust and void of wit So would the sory man but little gain Though richly paid Nor is 't more safe to sain As fire breeds fire art art doth generate The soul with Corporeity 't would stain Such qualities outwardly operate The soul within her acts there closely circulate 44 Wherefore the soul it self by her idee Which is her self doth every thing discover By her own Centrall omniformity Brings forth in her own self when ought doth move her Till mov'd a dark indifferency doth hover But fierce desire and a strong piercing will Makes her those hidden characters uncover Wherefore when death this lower life shall spill Or fear or love the soul with actuall forms shall fill THE ARGUMENT OF ANTIPSYCHOPANNYCHIA Cant. 3. Departed souls by living Night Suckt in for pinching wo No'te sleep or if with God unite For joyes with which they flow 1 MY hardest task is gone which was to prove That when the soul by death's cut off from all Yet she within her self might live and move Be her own world by life imaginall But sooth to sain 't seems not so naturall For though a starre part of the Mundane spright Shine out with rayes circumferentiall So long as with this world it is unite Yet what 't would do cut off so well we cannot weet 2 But sith our soul with God himself may meet â—…nacted by his life I cannot see
spirit of Christ. Now there is no self-deniall where there is no corrupt or evil life to be supprest and unsatisfied nor any Patience or Hypomone where there is no agonie from the vexation of self-deniall So that the soul so long as it is Autaparnes or Hypomone is a thing complex or concrete necessarily including the corruption of that evil life or spirit which is the souls self for a time Hence is that riddle easily opened How the strength of Autaparnes is the weakning of Simon and the destruction of him and Hypomone in the valley of Ain Simons consummation and perfection or rather his translation or 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 Anautaesthetus 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 One that feels not himself or at least relisheth not himself Aelpon 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 not hoping or without hope Apterie 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 from a negative and 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 a wing It signifies the want of wings Apathie 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 To be without passion Autopathie 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 denotates â—…he being self-strucken to be sensible of what harms us rather then what is absolutely evil Ain Not to be To be nothing from 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 Non nihil 〈◊〉 nemo Anautaestthesie 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 Without self-sensednesse or relishing ones self Aeon 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 Eternitie Aether 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 from 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 to burn The fluid fierâ—… nature of heaven the same that 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 which signifie as much viz. a fierie fluour or a fluid fire Aides 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 It ordinarily signifies Oâ—…cus or Pluto here the winter Sunne the etymon fits both 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 Hell is dark and the Sunne in winter leaves us to long nights Apogee 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 is that absis or ark of the circle of a Planet in which the Planet is further off from the earth as the word it self intimates Autocineticall 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 That which moves it self Africk Rock See Pompon Mel. lib. 1. cap. 8. Rom. 9. 33. 1. Cor. 10. 4. 1. Pet. 2. 5. Revel 5. 10. Psal. 105. 15. Ananke 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 The same that Hyle is But the proper signification of the word is Necessitie See Hyle Alethea-land That is the land of truth 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 as the Platonists call it Acronychall See Cronychall B BEirah or Beiron The brutish life from 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 brutum Bacha Weeping Bacha vale is the valley of tears from 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 flevit C CHaos In our blew Chaos that is In our corporeall spirit For that is the matter that the soul raiseth her phantasmaticall forms in as the life of the world doth bodily shapes in the heavens or aire Cronychall or Acronychall that is 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 vespertine or at the beginning of night So a starre is said to rise or set Acronychall when it riseth or setteth at the sunne-setting For then is the beginning of night Clare Claros a citie of Ionia famous for Apollo's temple and answers amongst which was this which I have interpreted in Psychathanasia 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 Macrob. Saturnal lib. 1. cap. 18. D DIzoia 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 Double-livednesse Daemon any particular life any divided spirit or rather the power ruling in these This is 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 â—…ivido Duessa division or dualitie Daemoniake That which is according to that divided life or particular spirit that rules for it self Dicaeosyne 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 Justice or morall righteousnesse Diana the Moon by which is set out the dead light or letter of the law Deuteropathie 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 is a being affected at second rebound as I may so say We see the Sunne not so properly by sympathie as deuteropathie As the mundane spirit is affected where the Sunne is so am I in some manner but not presently because it is so affected but because in my eye the Sunne is vigorously represented Otherwise a man might see the Sunne if he had but a body of thin aire E EIdos 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 Form or Beautie Eloim or Eloah 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 signifie properly the strong God Entelechia 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 It is nothing else but forma or actus and belongs even to the most contemptible forms as for example to Motion which is defined by Arist in the third of his Physicks 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 Scaliger in his 307 exercitation against Cardan descants very curiously upon this word Cùm igitur Formam dixeris that is 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 intelliges immaterialitatem simplicitatem potestatem perfectionem informationem Hoc enim est 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 quod innuit maximus Poetarum Totósque infusa per artus Hoc est 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 quia est ultima forma sub coelestibus princeps inferiorum finis perfectio Hoc'est 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 posse This goodly mysterie and fit significancie seems plainly forced or fictitious if you compare it with what was cited out of Arist about Motion so that when we have made the best of 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 it is but the form of any thing in an ordinary and usuall sense If we stood much upon words 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 would prove more significant of the nature of the soul even according to Scaligers own etymon from 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 and 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 from its permeation and colligation or keeping together the bodie from defluxion into its ancient principles which properties be included in 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 and 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 moves forward the body thus kept together 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 intimates the possession or retention of the body thus mov'd that it is rather promov'd by the soul then amov'd from the soul. But of these words enough or rather too much Energie 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 It is the operation efflux or activity of any being as the light of the Sunne is the energie of the Sunne and every phantasm of the soul is the energie of the soul. Euphroâ—…a 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 The Night G GAbriel The strength of God from 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 robustus fuit and 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 Deus H HYle Materia prima or that dark fluid potentiality of the Creature the straitnesse repugnancy and incapacity of the Creature as when its being this destroyes or debilitates the capability of being something else or after some other manner This is all that any wary Platonist will understand by 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 in Plutarchs 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 Hattove 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 the Good or that eminent Good or first Good from whence all good is derived See Ahad Haphe 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 The touch Hypomone 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 Patience See Autaparnes Har-Eloim 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 The mount of Angels Genii or particular