Selected quad for the lemma: virtue_n

Word A	Word B	Word C	Word D	Occurrence	Frequency Band	MI	MI Band	Prominent
virtue_n	body_n	soul_n	unite_v	970	5	9.6533	5	true

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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A37242	A work for none but angels & men. That is to be able to look into, and to know our selves. Or a book shewing what the soule is, subsisting and having its operations without the body; its more th[e]n a perfection or reflection of the sense, or teperature of humours: how she exercises her powers of vegetative or quickening power of the senses. Of the imaginations or common sense, the phantasie, sensative memory, passions motion of life, local motion, and intellectual powers of the soul. Of the wit, understanding, reason, opinion, judgement, power of will, and the relations betwixt wit & wil. Of the intellectual memory, that the soule is immortall, and cannot dye, cannot be destroyed, her cause ceaseth not, violence nor time cannot destroy her; and all objections answered to the contrary.; Nosce teipsum. Selections	Davies, John, Sir, 1569-1626.	1653 (1653)	Wing D409; ESTC R207134	24,057	52

and water living Soules should breed But that Mans Soule whom he would make their king Should from himselfe immediatly proceed And when he took the woman from mans side Doubtlesse himselfe in spir'd her Soule alone For 't is not sayd he did mans Soul divide But took flesh of his flesh bone of his bone Lastly God being made Man for Mans owne sake And being like Man in all except in sin His Body from the Virgins womb did take But all agree God from'd his Soule within Then is the Soule from God so Pagans say Which saw by natures light her heavenly kind Naming her kin to God and Gods bright ray A Citizen of heaven to earth consin'd And then the Soule being first from nothing brought When Gods grace failes her doth to nothing fall And this declining Pronesse unto nought Is even that sin that we are born withall Yet not alone the first good qualities Which in the first Soule were deprived are But in their place the contrary do rise And reall spots of sin her beauty marre Nor is it strange that Adams ill desert Should be transfer'd unto his guilty race When Christ his grace and justice doth impart To men unjust and such as have no grace Lastly the Soule were better so to be Borne slave to sin then not to be at all Since if she do beleeve one sets her free That makes her mount the higher from her fall Yet this the curious wits will not content They yet will know since God foresaw this ill Why his high providence did not prevent The declination of the first mans will If by his word he had the current stayd Of Adams will which was by nature free It had been one as if his word had sayd I will henceforth that man no man shall be For what is man without a moving mind Which hath a judging wit and choosing will Now if Gods power should her election bind Her motions then would cease and stand all still And why did God in man this Soule infuse But that he should his maker know and love Now if love be compel'd and cannot chuse How can it gratefull or thank-worthy prove Love must free-hearted be and voluntary And not enchaunted or by fate constrained Not like that love which did Ulysses carry To Circes Isle with mighty charmes enchained Besides were we unchangeable in will And of a wit that nothing doth misdeem Equall to God whose wisedome shineth still And never erres we might our selves esteem So that if man would be unvariable He must be God or like a Rock or Tree For even the perfect Angels were not stable But had a fall more desperate then we Then let us praise that Power which makes us be Men as we are and rest contented so And knowing mans fall was curiositie Admire Gods counsels which we cannot know And let us know that God the marker is Of all the Soules in all the men that be Yet their Corruption is no fault of his But the first Mans that broke Gods first decree This substance and this spirit ofGods owne making Is in the Body plac't and planted here That both of God and of the world partaking Of all that is man might the image beare God first made Angels bodilesse pure minds Then other things which mindlesse Bodies be Last he made man th' Horizon ' twixtboth kinds In whom we do the worlds abridgement see Besides this world below did need one wight Which might thereof distinguish every part Make use thertof and take therein delight And order things with industry and Art Which also God might in his works admire And here beneath yield him both prayer and praise As there above the holy Angels Quire Doth spread his glory with spirituall layes When Hearing Seeing Tasting Smelling's past Feeling as long as life remaines doth last Mayde reach my Lute I am not well indeede O pitty-mee my Bird hath made mee bleede Lastly the bruite unreasonable wights Did want a visible King on them to raigne And God himselfe thus to the world unites That so the world might endlesse blisse obtaine But how shall we this union well expresse Nought ties the Soule her subtilty is such She moves the Body which she doth possesse Yet no part toucheth but by vertues touch Then dwels she not therein as in a tent Nor as a Pilot in his ship doth sit Nor as a Spider in her web is pent Nor as the wax retains the print in it Nor as a vessel water doth containe Nor as one liquor in another shed Nor as the heat doth in the fire remaine Nor as a voyce throughout the aire is spread But as a faire and cheerfull morning light Doth here and there her silver beames impart And in an instant doth her selfe unite To the transparent Aire in all and part Still resting whole when blowes the Aire divide Abiding pure when th' Aire is most corrupted Throughout the Aire her beams dispersing wide And when the aire is tost not interrupted So doth the piercing Soule the Body fill Being all in all and all in part diffus'd Indivisible uncorrnptible still Not forc't encountred troubled or confus'd And as the Sun above the light doth bring Though we behold it in the aire below So from th' eternall light the Soule doth spring Though in the Body she her powres do show But as the worlds Sun doth effects beget Diverse in diverse places every day Here Autumnes temperature there Summers heat Here flowry Spring-tide and there Winter-gray Here even there morn here noon there day there night Melts wax dries clay makes flours some quick some dead Makes the More black th' Ethiopian white Th' American tawny and th' East Indian red So in our little world this Soule of ours Being onely one and to one Body tyed Doth use on diverse objects diverse powers And so are her effects diversified Her quickning power in every living part Doth as a Nurse or as a Mother serve And doth employ her oeconomick Art And busie care her houshold to preserve Here she attracts and there she doth retaine There she decocts and doth the food prepare There she distributes it to every vaine There she expels what she may fitly spare This power to Martha may compared be Which busie was the houshold things to do Or to a Dryas living in a Tree For even to Trees this power is proper too And though the Soule may not this power extend Out of the Body but still use it there She hath a power which she abroad doth send Which viewes and searcheth all things every where This power is Sense which from abroad doth bring The colour tast and touch and sent and found The quantity and shape of every thing Within th' earths Center or heavens Circle found This power in parts made fit fit objects takes Yet not the things but formes of things receives As when a Seale in Wax impression makes The print therein but not it selfe it leaves And though

although the Body rest When all her works she formeth first within Proportions them and sees their perfect end Ere she in act doth any part begin What instruments doth then the Body lend When without hands she thus doth Castles build Sees without eyes and without feet doth run When she digests the World yet is not fild By her owne power these miracles are done When she defines argues divides compounds Considers vertue vice and generall things And marrying divers principles and grounds Out of their match a true Conclusion brings These Actions in her Closet all alone Retir'd within her selfe she doth fulfil Use of her Bodies Organs she hath none When she doth use the powers of Wit and Will Yet in the Bodies prison so she lyes As through the Bodies windowes she must look Her diverse powers of Sense to exercise By gathering Notes out of the Worlds great Book Nor can her selfe discourse or judge of ought But what the sense Collects and home doth bring And yet the power of her discoursing thought From these Collections is a diverse thing For though our eyes can nought but Colours see Yet Colours give them not their power of sight So though these fruits of Sense her objects be Yet she discernes them by her proper light The work-man on his stuffe his skill doth show And yet the stuffe gives not the man his skil States their affairs do by their servants know But order them by their owne royal wil So though this cunning Mistresse and this Queen Doth as her instruments the Senses use To know all things that are felt heard or seen Yet she her selfe doth onely judge and choose Right so the Soule which is a Lady free And doth the justice of her State maintaine Because the Senses ready servants be Attending nigh about her Court the braine By them the formes of outward things she learnes For they returne into the fantasie Whatever each of them abroad discernes And there enrol it for the mind to see But when she fits to judge the good and ill And to discerne betwixt the false and true She is not guided by the Senses skill But doth each thing in her owne Mirror view Then she the Senses checks which oft do erre And even against their false reports decrees And oft she doth condemne what they prefer For with a powre above the Sense she sees Therefore no Sense the precious joyes conceives Which in her private Contemplations be For then the ravisht spirit the Senses leaves Hath her owne powers and proper actions free Her harmonies are sweet and full of skill When on the bodies instrument she playes But the proportions of the wit and will Those sweet accords are even the Angels layes Doubtlesse in man there is a nature found Beside the Senses and above them farre Though most men being in sensual pleasures drownd It seems their souls but in the Senses are If we had nought but Sense then onely they Should have found minds which have their Senses sound But wisdome growes when Senses do decay And folly most in quickest Sense is found If we had nought but Sense each living wight Which we call brute would be more sharp then we As having Senses apprehensive might In a more clear and excellent degree But they do want that quick discoursing power Which doth in us the erring Sense correct Therefore the Bee did suck the painted flower And birds of Grapes the cunning shadow peckt Sense outside knows the Soule through all things feet Sense Circumstance she doth the substance view Sense sees the bark but she the life of Trees Sense hears the sounds but she the Concords true But why doe I the Soule and Sense divide When Sense is but a powre which she extends Which being in diverse parts diversified The diverse formes of objects apprehends This powre spreads outward but the root doth grow In th' inward Soule which onely doth perceive For th' eyes and ears no more their objects know Then glasses know what faces they receive For if we chance to fix our thoughts elsewhere Although our eyes be ope we do not see And if one power did not both see and heare Our fights and sounds would alwayes double be Then is the Soule a nature which containes The powre of Sense within a greater powre Which doth employ and use the Senses paines But sits and rules within her private bowre If she doth then the subtill Sense excel How grosse are they that drowne her in the blood Or in the bodies humours tempred well As if in them such high perfection stood As if most skil in that Mositian were Which had the best and best ruin'd instrument As if the Pensil neat and Colours cleare Had powre to make the Painter excellent Why doth not Beauty then refine the wit And good Complection rectifie the will Why doth not Health bring wisdome still with it Why doth not Sicknesse make men brutish still Who can in Memory or Wit or Will Or aire or fire or earth or water find What Alchymist can d●aw with all his skil The Quintessence of these out of the mind If th' Elements which have nor life nor sense Can breed in us so great a powre as this Why give they not themselves like excellence Or other things wherein their mixture is If she were but the Bodies quality Then would she be with it sick maim'd and blind But we perceive where these privations be A healthy perfect and sharp-sighted mind If she were but the bodies accident And her sole being did in it subsist As white in snow she might her selfe absent And in the bodies substance not be mist But it on her not she on it depends For ●ne the body doth sustaine and cherish Such secret powers of life to it she lends That when they faile then doth the body perish Since then the Soule works by her selfe alone Springs not from sense nor humours well agreeing Her nature is peculiar and her owne She is a substance and a perfect being But though this substance be the root of Sense Sense knowes her not which doth but bodies know She is a spirit and heavenly influence Which from the fountaine of Gods spirit doth flow She is a spirit yet not like aire or wind Nor like the spirits about the heart or braine Nor like those spirits which Alchymists do find When they in every thing seek gold in vaine For she all natures under heaven doth passe Being like those spirits which Gods bright face doe see Or like himselfe whose image once she was Though now alas she scarce his shadow be Yet of the formes she holds the first degree That are to grosse materiall bodies knit Yet she her selfe is bodilesse and free And though confin'd is almost infinit Were she a body how could she remaine Within this Body which is lesse then she Or how could she the worlds great shape containe And in our narrow breasts contained be All Bodies are confin'd within some