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vile body, than to minister to his understanding; and from the little spot to which he is chained, he can frame but wandering gueses concerning the innumerable worlds of light that encompass him, which, though in themfelves of a prodigious bignefs, do but just glimmer in the remote spaces of the heavens; and, when with a great deal of time and pains he hath laboured a little way up the steep ascent of truth, and beholds with pity the grovelling multitude beneath, in a moment, his foot flides, and he tumbles down headlong into the grave.
Thinking on this, I am obliged to believe, in justice to the Creator of the world, that there is another state when man shall be better situated for contemplation, or rather have it in his power to remove from object to object, and from world to world, and be accommodated with fenfes, and other helps, for making the quickest and most a. mazing discoveries. How doth such a genius as Sir Isaac Newton, from amidst the darknefs that involves human understanding, break forth, and appear like one of another species ! The vast machine we inhabit, lies open to him ; he seems not unacquainted with the general laws that govern it; and while, with the transport of a philosopher he beholds and admires the glorious work, he is capable of paying at once a more devout and more rational homage to his Maker. But, alas! how narrow is the prospect even of such a mind ? and how obscure to the compass that is taken in by the ken of an angel; or of a foul but newly escaped from its imprisonment in the body! For my part, I freely indulge my soul in the confidence of its future grandeur; it pleases me to think that I who know so small a portion of the works of the Creator, and with flow and painful steps creep up and down on the surface of this globe, Thall ere long fhoot away with the swiftness of imagination, trace out the
hidden springs of nature's operations, be able to keep pace with the heavenly bodies in the rapidity of their career, be a spectator of the long chain of events in the natural and moral worlds, visit the several apartments of the creation, know how they are furnished, and how inhabited, comprehend the order, and measure the magnitudes and distances of these orbs, which to us feein difposed without any regular design, and set all in the same circle ; obferve the dependence of the parts of each system, and (if our minds are big enough to grasp the theory) of the several fyftems upon one another, from whence refults the harmony of the universe, In eternity a great deal may be done of this kind. I find it of use to cherish this generous ambition; for, besides the secret refreshnient it diffuses thro' my soul, it engages me in an endeavour to improve my faculties, as well as to exercise them conformably to the rank I now hold among reasonable beings, and the hope I have of being once advanced to a more exalted station.
The other, and that the ultimate end of man, is the enjoyment of God, beyond which he cannot form a wish. Dim at best are the conceptions we have of the Supreme Being, who, as it were, keeps his creatures in suspense, neither discovering, nor hiding himself; by which means the libertine hath a handle to diipute his existence, while the most are content to speak him fair, but, in their hearts, prefer every trifling fatisfaction to the favour of their Maker, and ridicule the good man for the fingularity of his choice. Will there not a time come, when the free-thinker shall see his impious schemos overturned, and be made a convert to the truths he hates ; when deluded mortals shall be convinced of the folly of their pursuits, and the few wife who followed the guidance of heaven, and, scorning the VOL. VIII,
blandishments of sense and the fordid bribery of the world, aspired to a celestial abode, shall stand poffesfed of their utmost wish in the vision of the Creator ? Here the mind heaves a thought now and then towards him, and hath some transient glances of his presence: When, in the instant it thinks itself to have the fastest hold, the object eJudes its expectations, and it falls back tired and baffled to the ground. Doubtless there is some more perfect way of converfing with heavenly beings. Are not fpirits capable of mutual intelligence, unless immersed in bodies, or by their intervention ? Must superior natures depend on inferior
for the main privilege of fociable beings, that of converting with, and kuowing each other? What would they have done had matter never been created ? I tu; poie, not have lived in eternal solitude. As incorporeal substances are of a nobler order, so be sure their manner of intercourse is answerably more expedite and intimate. This method of communication, we call intellectual vision, as somewhat analogous to the sense of seeing, which is the mediuin of our acquaintance with this visible world. And in some fuch way can God make himself the object of immediate intuition to the blessed ; and as he can, it is not improbable that he will, always condescending, in the circumstances of doing it, to the weaknels and proportion of finite minds. His works but faintly reflect the image of his perfections; it is a fecond-hand knowledge: To have a just idea of him, it may be necessary that we fee him as he is. But what is that? It is something that never entered into the heart of man to conceive ; yet, what we can easily conceive, will be a fountain of unspeakable, of everlasting rapture. All created glories will fade and die away in his presence. Perhaps it will be my happiness to com
pare the world with the fair exemplar of it in the Divine mind; perhaps, to view the original plan of those wise designs, that have been executing in a long succession of ages. Thus employed in finding: out his works, and contemplating their author, how shall I fall prostrate and adoring, my body swallowed up in the immensity of matter, my mind in the infinitude of his perfections !
Adulterers, how punished by the primitive
613 Anacharsis, the Corinthian drunkard, a saying of
his, N. 569. Ancestry, how far honour is to be paid to it, N.
612. Answers to severai letters at once, N. 581, and 619. Antipathies, a letter about them, N. 609. Anxieties, unnecessary, the evil of them, and the
vanity of them, N. 615. Applause and censure thould not mislead us. N.
610. Araspus and Pant hea, their story out of Xenophon, Aristippus, his saying of content, N. 574. Auguftus, his faying of mourning for the dead, N. • 575.
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who are entitled to it, N. 607. Several demands for it, 608.