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Here sense's apprehension end doth take;
THE PASSION OF THE SENSE.
BUT though the apprehensive pow'r do pause,
These passions have a free commanding might,
But since the brain doth lodge the pow'rs of sense, How makes it in the heart those passions spring? The mutual love, the kind intelligence
'Twixt heart and brain, this sympathy doth bring.
From the kind heat, which in the heart doth reign, The spirits of life do their beginning take; These spirits of life ascending to the brain, [make. When they come there, the spirits of sense do
These spirits of sense, in fantasy's high court,
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.
BESIDES, another motive-power doth 'rise
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;
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.
THE INTELLECTUAL POWERS OF THE SOUL.
BUT now I have a will, yet want a wit,
These pow'rs the nature of the soul declare,
WIT, REASON, UNDERSTANDING, OPINION, JUDGMENT,
THE wit, the pupil of the soul's clear eye,
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 enlight'ned by that part which acts; And so the forms of single things perceives.
But after, by discoursing to and fro,
She doth all universal 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 understanding is.
When her assent she lightly doth incline
A certain truth, she hath true judgment's sight.
And as from senses, reason's work doth spring,
So, many stairs we must ascend upright
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 naught is writ at all, But what the writer will, may written be.
For Nature in man's heart her laws doth pen,
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.
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 choose,
Though 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 :