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A treatise of the passions and faculties of the soul of man With the…A treatise of the passions and faculties of the soule of man With the…
A treatise of the passions and faculties of the soul of man With the several dignities and corruptions thereunto belonging. By Edward Reynolds, late preacher to the honourable society of Lincoln's Inn: and now rector of the Church of Braunston in Northamptonshire.A treatise of the passions and faculties of the soule of man With the severall dignities and corruptions thereunto belonging. By Edvvard Reynoldes, late preacher to the honorable society of Lincoln's Inne: and now rector of the Church of Braunston in Northamptonshire.
London: printed by R. Hearne and John Norton for Robert Bostock, 1640
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Besides the apprehensions of Goodness in a thing are much other in the Desire then in the Review: as usually the Sun and the Moon look bigger at their rising, then when they are come over our heads. Desire looks on nothing in them but that which pleaseth, Review finds that in them which displeaseth. When we desire Wine we think only on the sweetness, when we review it, we remember the headache. Besides what we desire is apprehended as the matter of our life, what is past, men apprehend as in the hand of death. Quickquid retro est mors tenet. As1 •n our life, so in our delights, so much of them •s dead as is over and gone. We love our food ⟨p. 186⟩when it is meat, we loathe it when it is excrement. When it goes into us we desire it, when it passeth through us we despise it. And the secret work of concoction, (which is as it were the Review of ou• meat) doth distinguish that in them which the first Appetite took in • lump, and together.
Besides the apprehensions of Goodnesse in a thing are much other in the Desire then in the Review: as usually the Sunne and the Moone looke bigger at their rising, then when they are come over our heads. Desire lookes on nothing in them but that which pleaseth, Review findes that in them which displeaseth. When we desire Wine we thinke onely on the sweetnesse, when we review it, we remember the headach. Besides what we desire is apprehended as the matter of our life, what is past, men apprehend as in the hand of death. Quickquid retro est mors tenet. As1 •n our life, so in our delights, so much of them •s dead as is over and gone. We love our food ⟨p. 186⟩when it is meate, we loathe it when it is excrement. When it goes into us we desire it, when it passeth through us we despise it. And the secret worke of concoction, (which is as it were the Review of ou meat) doth distinguish that in them which the first Appetite tooke in lumpe, and together.