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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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And in truth in all secular and sublunary desires we shall ever find that they are like the Apples of Sodom, Qu• contacta cin•rescunt, 1which have ashes hidden within their beauty, and death l•king under them. All the matter of ou• secular or sensitive Desires are just like the meats we •ate, which go much more into excrement, then into nourishment and substance. Like the Cyprus tree which they say is very2 fair, but bears no fruit. Like the Egyptian Temples which are beautiful in frontispicio, b• ridiculous in penetrali. And if we look well on them, we shall find, that as they are mortal themselves, so they come to us through mortality. it was a bold, but true [Greek or Hebrew] of Seneca. […] vivinous. We live by the deaths of other things. Our fullest Tables furnished with death nothing but feretra, the biers of birds and […] ▪ Our richest garments the bowels and skins • other creatures, which work out their own […] to preserve ours. Silk is a grave to the […] that weaves it, before it is a garment for us. O• Offices and Honours seldom come to us but b• the mortality of those that prepossessed them▪ And our mortality makes them the •itter obje• of other mens Desires.
And in truth in all secular and sublunary desires we shall ever finde that they are like the Apples of Sodome, Qu• contacta cin•rescunt, 1which have ashes hidden within their beauty, and doath lking under them. All the matter of ou secular or sensitive Desires are just like the meates we ate, which goe much more into excrement, then into nonrishment and substance. Like the Cyptus tree which they say is very