A view of that part of the late considerations adderest to H.H. about the…A view of that part of the late considerations addrest to H.H. about the…

But when the Discourse was only of a natural Union, what, in the Name of Wonder, made you dream of a Christmas-Pie? Had you writ it at the same time of Year I am now writing, I should have wondered less. But either you had some particular, preternatural Appetite to that sort of Delicate; or you gave your Fancy a random liberty, to make your Pen write whatever came to your fingers end, and that whirled you unaware into a Pastry, and so, by mere chance, you came to have your finger in the Pie. Or you thought to try whether this wild Ramble might not issue as luckily for you, as Dr. Echard's Jargon of Words fortuitously put together (to ridicule Hobbes's fatal Chain of Thoughts) at length ending in a Napkin; which was mightily for your turn, in your present Case.

But when the Discourse was only of a natural Union, what, in the Name of Wonder, made you dream of a Christmass-Pye? Had you writ it at the same time of Year I am now writing, I should have wondered less. But either you had some particular, preternatural Appetite to that sort of Delicate; or you gave your Fancy a random liberty, to make your Pen write whatever came to your fingers end, and that whirl'd you unaware into a Pastry, and so, by meer chance, you came to have your finger in the Pye. Or you thought to try whether this wild Ramble might not issue as luckily for you, as Dr. Echard's Jargon of Words fortuitously put together (to ridicule Hobbes's fatal Chain of Thoughts) at length ending in a Napkin; which was mightily for your turn, in your present Case.

But upon the whole Matter▪ when you let your Mind so unwarily be in pati• nis, your Cookery quite spoiled your Philosophy. Otherwise, when you had newly read those words in the Sob. Enquiry, (as I find you had) pag. 17. [Waving the many artificial Unions of distinct things, that united, and continuing distinct, make one thing, under one Name, I shall only consider what is Natural] you would never have let it (your Mind, I mean so fine a thing) be huddled up, and sopped, with Meat, Plums, Sugar, Wine, in a Christmas-Pie; or have thought that the Union of an humane Soul with an humane Body was like such a jumble as this. I believe when some among the Ancients made use of this Union of Soul and Body, (as I find they have) to represent a very sacred, viz. the Hypostatical One, they little thought it would be so debased; or that any thing would be said of it so extravagant as this. And, if we design doing any Body good by writing, let us give over this way of Talk, lest People think,