<p>Here is enough to verify that man is no better instructed in the knowledge
of himself, in his corporal than in his spiritual part We have proposed
himself to himself, and his reason to his reason, to see what she could
say. I think I have sufficiently demonstrated how little she understands
herself in herself; and who understands not himself in himself, in what
can he? <i>Quasi vero mensuram ullius rei possit agere, qui sui nesciat.</i>
"As if he could understand the measure of any other thing, that knows not
his own." In earnest, Protagoras told us a pretty flam in making man the
measure of all things, that never knew so much as his own; and if it be
not he, his dignity will not permit that any other creature should have
this advantage; now he being so contrary in himself, and one judgment so
incessantly subverting another, this favourable proposition was but a
mockery, which induced us necessarily to conclude the nullity of the
compass and the compasser. When Thales reputes the knowledge of man very
difficult for man to comprehend, he at the same time gives him to
understand that all other knowledge is impossible.</p>
<p>You,* for whom I have taken the pains, contrary to my custom, to write so
long a discourse, will not refuse to support your Sebond by the ordinary
forms of arguing, wherewith you are every day instructed, and in this will
exercise both your wit and learning; for this last fencing trick is never
to be made use of but as an extreme remedy; 'tis a desperate thrust,
wherein you are to quit your own arms to make your adversary abandon his;
and a secret sleight, which must be very rarely, and then very reservedly,
put in practice. 'Tis great temerity to lose yourself that you may destroy
another; you must not die to be revenged, as Gobrias did; for, being
closely grappled in combat with a lord of Persia, Darius coming in sword
in hand, and fearing to strike lest he should kill Gobrias, he called out
to him boldly to fall on,</p>
<p>* The author, as we have already mentioned, is addressing<br/>
Margaret de Valois.<br/></p>
<p>though he should run them both through at once. I have known desperate
weapons, and conditions of single combat, and wherein he that offered them
put himself and his adversary upon terms of inevitable death to them both,
censured for unjust. The Portuguese, in the Indian Sea, took certain Turks
prisoners, who, impatient of their captivity, resolved, and it succeeded,
by striking the nails of the ship one against another, and making a spark
to fall into the barrels of powder that were set in the place where they
were guarded, to blow up and reduce themselves, their masters, and the
vessel to ashes. We here touch the out-plate and utmost limits of
sciences, wherein the extremity is vicious, as in virtue. Keep yourselves
in the common road; it is not good to be so subtle and cunning. Remember
the Tuscan proverb:—</p>
<p>Chi troppo s'assottiglia, si scavezza.<br/>
<br/>
"Who makes himself too wise, becomes a fool."<br/></p>
<p>I advise you that, in all your opinions and discourses, as well as in your
manners and all other things, you keep yourself moderate and temperate,
and avoid novelty; I am an enemy to all extravagant ways. You, who by the
authority of your grandeur, and yet more by the advantages which those
qualities give you that are more your own, may with the twinkle of an eye
command whom you please, ought to have given this charge to some one who
made profession of letters, who might after a better manner have proved
and illustrated these things to you. But here is as much as you will stand
in need of.</p>
<p>Epicurus said of the laws, "That the worst were so necessary for us that
without them men would devour one another." And Plato affirms, "That
without laws we should live like beasts." Our wit is a wandering,
dangerous, and temerarious utensil; it is hard to couple any order or
measure to it; in those of our own time, who are endued with any rare
excellence above others, or any extraordinary vivacity of understanding,
we see them almost all lash out into licentiousness of opinions and
manners; and 'tis almost a miracle to find one temperate and sociable.
'Tis all the reason in the world to limit human wit within the strictest
limits imaginable; in study, as in all the rest, we ought to have its
steps and advances numbered and fixed, and that the limits of its
inquisition be bounded by art. It is curbed and fettered by religions,
laws, customs, sciences, precepts, mortal and immortal penalties. And yet
we see that it escapes from all these bonds by its volubility and
dissolution; *tis a vain body which has nothing to lay hold on or to
seize; a various and difform body, incapable of being either bound or
held. In earnest, there are few souls so regular, firm, and well
descended, as are to be trusted with their own conduct, and that can with
moderation, and without temerity, sail in the liberty of their own
judgments, beyond the common and received opinions; *tis more expedient to
put them under pupilage. Wit is a dangerous weapon, even to the possessor,
if he knows not how to use it discreetly; and there is not a beast to whom
a headboard is more justly to be given, to keep his looks down and before
his feet, and to hinder him from wandering here and there out of the
tracks which custom and the laws have laid before him. And therefore it
will be better for you to keep yourself in the beaten path, let it be what
it will, than to fly out at a venture with this unbridled liberty. But if
any of these new doctors will pretend to be ingenious in your presence, at
the expense both of your soul and his own, to avoid this dangerous plague,
which is every day laid in your way to infect you, this preservative, in
the extremest necessity, will prevent the danger and hinder the contagion
of this poison from offending either you or your company.</p>
<p>The liberty, then, and frolic forwardness of these ancient wits produced
in philosophy and human sciences several sects of different opinions,
every one undertaking to judge and make choice of what he would stick to
and maintain. But now that men go all one way, <i>Qui certis quibusdam
destinatisque sententiis addicti et consecrati sunt, ut etiam, qu non
probant, cogantur defendere,</i> "Who are so tied and obliged to certain
opinions that they are bound to defend even those they do not approve,"
and that we receive the arts by civil authority and decree, so that the
schools have but one pattern, and a like circumscribed institution and
discipline, we no more take notice what the coin weighs, and is really
worth, but every one receives it according to the estimate that common
approbation and use puts upon it; the alloy is not questioned, but how
much it is current for. In like manner all things pass; we take physic as
we do geometry; and tricks of hocus-pocus, enchantments, and love-spells,
the correspondence of the souls of the dead, prognostications,
domifications, and even this ridiculous pursuit of the philosophers'
stone, all things pass for current pay, without any manner of scruple or
contradiction. We need to know no more but that Mars' house is in the
middle of the triangle of the hand, that of Venus in the thumb, and that
of Mercury in the little finger; that when the table-line cuts the
tubercle of the forefinger 'tis a sign of cruelty, that when it falls
short of the middle finger, and that the natural median-line makes an
angle with the vital in the same side, 'tis a sign of a miserable death;
that if in a woman the natural line be open, and does not close the angle
with the vital, this denotes that she shall not be very chaste. I leave
you to judge whether a man qualified with such knowledge may not pass with
reputation and esteem in all companies.</p>
<p>Theophrastus said that human knowledge, guided by the senses, might judge
of the causes of things to a certain degree; but that being arrived to
first and extreme causes, it must stop short and retire, by reason either
of its own infirmity or the difficulty of things. 'Tis a moderate and
gentle opinion, that our own understandings may conduct us to the
knowledge of some things, and that it has certain measures of power,
beyond which 'tis temerity to employ it; this opinion is plausible, and
introduced by men of well composed minds, but 'tis hard to limit our wit,
which is curious and greedy, and will no more stop at a thousand than at
fifty paces; having experimentally found that, wherein one has failed, the
other has hit, and that what was unknown to one age, the age following has
explained; and that arts and sciences are not cast in a mould, but are
formed and perfected by degrees, by often handling and polishing, as bears
leisurely lick their cubs into form; what my force cannot discover, I do
not yet desist to sound and to try; and by handling and kneading this new
matter over and over again, by turning and heating it, I lay open to him
that shall succeed me, a kind of facility to enjoy it more at his ease,
and make it more maniable and supple for him,</p>
<p>Ut hymettia sole<br/>
Cera remollescit, tractataque poll ice multas<br/>
Vertitur in facies, ipsoque fit utilis usu;<br/>
<br/>
"As wax doth softer in the sun become,<br/>
And, tempered 'twixt the finger and the thumb,<br/>
Will varions forms, and several shapes admit,<br/>
Till for the present use 'tis rendered fit;"<br/></p>
<p>as much will the second do for the third; which is the cause that the
difficulty ought not to make me despair, and my own incapacity as little;
for 'tis nothing but my own.</p>
<p>Man is as capable of all things as of some; and if he confesses, as
Theophrastus says, the ignorance of first causes, let him at once
surrender all the rest of his knowledge; if he is defective in foundation,
his reason is aground; disputation and inquiry have no other aim nor stop
but principles; if this aim do not stop his career, he runs into an
infinite irresolution. <i>Non potest aliud alio magis minusve comprehendi,
quoniam omnium rerum una est dejinitio comprehendendi:</i></p>
<p>"One thing can no more or less be comprehended than another, because the
definition of comprehending all things is the same." Now 'tis very likely
that, if the soul knew any thing, it would in the first place know itself;
and if it knew any thing out of itself, it would be its own body and case,
before any thing else. If we see the gods of physic to this very day
debating about our anatomy,</p>
<p>Mulciber in Trojam, pro Troj stabat Apollo;<br/>
<br/>
"Vulcan against, for Troy Apollo stood;"<br/></p>
<p>when are we to expect that they will be agreed? We are nearer neighbours
to ourselves than whiteness to snow, or weight to stones. If man do not
know himself, how should he know his force and functions? It is not,
perhaps, that we have not some real knowledge in us; but 'tis by chance;
forasmuch as errors are received into our soul by the same way, after the
same manner, and by the same conduct, it has not wherewithal to
distinguish them, nor wherewithal to choose the truth from falsehood.</p>
<p>The Academics admitted a certain partiality of judgment, and thought it
too crude to say that it was not more likely to say that snow was white
than black; and that we were no more assured of the motion of a stone,
thrown by the hand, than of that of the eighth sphere. And to avoid this
difficulty and strangeness, that can in truth hardly lodge in our
imagination, though they concluded that we were in no sort capable of
knowledge, and that truth is engulfed in so profound an abyss as is not to
be penetrated by human sight; yet they acknowledged some things to be more
likely than others, and received into their judgment this faculty, that
they had a power to incline to one appearance more than another, they
allowed him this propension, interdicting all resolution. The Pyrrhonian
opinion is more bold, and also somewhat more likely; for this academic
inclination, and this propension to one proposition rather than another,
what is it other than a recognition of some more apparent truth in this
than in that? If our understanding be capable of the form, lineaments,
port, and face of truth, it might as well see it entire as by halves,
springing and imperfect This appearance of likelihood, which makes them
rather take the left hand than the right, augments it; multiply this ounce
of verisimilitude that turns the scales to a hundred, to a thousand,
ounces; it will happen in the end that the balance will itself end the
controversy, and determine one choice, one entire truth. But why do they
suffer themselves to incline to and be swayed by verisimilitude, if they
know not the truth? How should they know the similitude of that whereof
they do not know the essence? Either we can absolutely judge, or
absolutely we cannot If our intellectual and sensible faculties are
without foot or foundation, if they only pull and drive, 'tis to no
purpose that we suffer our judgments to be carried away with any part of
their operation, what appearance soever they may seem to present us; and
the surest and most happy seat of our understanding would be that where it
kept itself temperate, upright, and inflexible, without tottering, or
without agitation: <i>Inter visa, vera aut falsa, ad animi assensum, nihil
interest:</i> "Amongst things that seem, whether true or false, it
signifies nothing to the assent of the mind." That things do not lodge in
us in their form and essence, and do not there make their entry by their
own force and authority, we sufficiently see; because, if it were so, we
should receive them after the same manner; wine would have the same relish
with the sick as with the healthful; he who has his finger chapt or
benumbed would find the same hardness in wood or iron that he handles that
another does; foreign subjects then surrender themselves to our mercy, and
are seated in us as we please. Now if on our part we received any thing
without alteration, if human grasp were capable and strong enough to seize
on truth by our own means, these means being common to all men, this truth
would be conveyed from hand to hand, from one to another; and at least
there would be some one thing to be found in the world, amongst so many as
there are, that would be believed by men with an universal consent; but
this, that there is no one proposition that is not debated and
controverted amongst us, or that may not be, makes it very manifest that
our natural judgment does not very clearly discern what it embraces; for
my judgment cannot make my companions approve of what it approves; which
is a sign that I seized it by some other means than by a natural power
that is in me and in all other men.</p>
<p>Let us lay aside this infinite confusion of opinions, which we see even
amongst the philosophers themselves, and this perpetual and universal
dispute about the knowledge of things; for this is truly presupposed, that
men, I mean the most knowing, the best bom, and of the best parts, are not
agreed about any one thing, not that heaven is over our heads; for they
that doubt of every thing, do also doubt of that; and they who deny that
we are able to comprehend any thing, say that we have not comprehended
that the heaven is over our heads, and these two opinions are, without
comparison, the stronger in number.</p>
<p>Besides this infinite diversity and division, through the trouble that our
judgment gives ourselves, and the incertainty that every one is sensible
of in himself, 'tis easy to perceive that its seat is very unstable and
insecure. How variously do we judge of things?—How often do we alter
our opinions? What I hold and believe to-day I hold and believe with my
whole belief; all my instruments and engines seize and take hold of this
opinion, and become responsible to me for it, at least as much as in them
lies; I could not embrace nor conserve any truth with greater confidence
and assurance than I do this; I am wholly and entirely possessed with it;
but has it not befallen me, not only once, but a hundred, a thousand
times, every day, to have embraced some other thing with all the same
instruments, and in the same condition, which I have since judged to be
false? A man must at least become wise at his own expense; if I have often
found myself betrayed under this colour; if my touch proves commonly
false, and my balance unequal and unjust, what assurance can I now have
more than at other times? Is it not stupidity and madness to suffer myself
to be so often deceived by my guide? Nevertheless, let fortune remove and
shift us five hundred times from place to place, let her do nothing but
incessantly empty and fill into our belief, as into a vessel, other and
other opinions; yet still the present and the last is the certain and
infallible one; for this we must abandon goods, honour, life, health, and
all.</p>
<p>Posterior.... res ilia reperta<br/>
Perdit, et immutat sensus ad pristina qnqne.<br/>
<br/>
"The last things we find out are always best,<br/>
And make us to disrelish all the rest."<br/></p>
<p>Whatever is preached to us, and whatever we learn, we should still
remember that it is man that gives and man that receives; 'tis a mortal
hand that presents it to us; 'tis a mortal hand that accepts it The things
that come to us from heaven have the sole right and authority of
persuasion, the sole mark of truth; which also we do not see with our own
eyes, nor receive by our own means; that great and sacred image could not
abide in so wretched a habitation if God for this end did not prepare it,
if God did not by his particular and supernatural grace and favour fortify
and reform it. At least our frail and defective condition ought to make us
behave ourselves with more reservedness and moderation in our innovations
and changes; we ought to remember that, whatever we receive into the
understanding, we often receive things that are false, and that it is by
the same instruments that so often give themselves the lie and are so
often deceived.</p>
<p>Now it is no wonder they should so often contradict themselves, being so
easy to be turned and swayed by very light occurrences. It is certain that
our apprehensions, our judgment, and the faculties of the soul in general,
suffer according to the movements and alterations of the body, which
alterations are continual. Are not our minds more sprightly, ou memories
more prompt and quick, and our thoughts more lively, in health than in
sickness? Do not joy and gayety make us receive subjects that present
themselves to our souls quite otherwise than care and melancholy? Do you
believe that Catullus's verses, or those of Sappho, please an old doting
miser as they do a vigorous, amorous young man? Cleomenes, the son of
Anexandridas, being sick, his friends reproached him that he had humours
and whimsies that were new and unaccustomed; "I believe it," said he;
"neither am I the same man now as when I am in health; being now another
person, my opinions and fancies are also other than they were before." In
our courts of justice this word is much in use, which is spoken of
criminals when they find the judges in a good humour, gentle, and mild, <i>Gaudeat
de bon fortun </i>; "Let him rejoice in his good fortune;" for it is
most certain that men's judgments are sometimes more prone to
condemnation, more sharp and severe, and at others more facile, easy, and
inclined to excuse; he that carries with him from his house the pain of
the gout, jealousy, or theft by his man, having his whole soul possessed
with anger, it is not to be doubted but that his judgment will lean this
way. That venerable senate of the Areopagites used to hear and determine
by night, for fear lest the sight of the parties might corrupt their
justice. The very air itself, and the serenity of heaven, will cause some
mutation in us, according to these verses in Cicero:—</p>
<p>Tales sunt hominnm mentes, quali pater ipse<br/>
Jupiter auctifer lustravit lampade terras.<br/>
<br/>
"Men's minds are influenc'd by th' external air,<br/>
Dark or serene, as days are foul or fair."<br/></p>
<p>'Tis not only fevers, debauches, and great accidents, that overthrow our
judgments,—the least things in the world will do it; and we are not
to doubt, though we may not be sensible of it, that if a continued fever
can overwhelm the soul, a tertian will in some proportionate measure alter
it; if an apoplexy can stupefy and totally extinguish the sight of our
understanding, we are not to doubt but that a great cold will dazzle it;
and consequently there is hardly one single hour in a man's whole life
wherein our judgment is in its due place and right condition, our bodies
being subject to so many continual mutations, and stuffed with so many
several sorts of springs, that I believe the physicians, that it is hard
but that there must be always some one or other out of order.</p>
<p>As to what remains, this malady does not very easily discover itself,
unless it be extreme and past remedy; forasmuch as reason goes always
lame, halting, and that too as well with falsehood as with truth; and
therefore 'tis hard to discover her deviations and mistakes. I always call
that appearance of meditation which every one forges in himself reason;
this reason, of the condition of which there may be a hundred contrary
ones about one and the same subject, is an instrument of lead and of wax,
ductile, pliable, and accommodate to all sorts of biases, and to all
measures; so that nothing remains but the art and skill how to turn and
mould it. How uprightly soever a judge may mean, if he does not look well
to himself, which few care to do, his inclination to friendship, to
relationship, to beauty or revenge, and not only things of that weight,
but even the fortuitous instinct that makes us favour one thing more than
another, and that, without reason's permission, puts the choice upon us in
two equal subjects, or some shadow of like vanity, may insensibly
insinuate into his judgment the recommendation or disfavour of a cause,
and make the balance dip.</p>
<p>I, that watch myself as narrowly as I can, and that have my eyes
continually bent upon myself, like one that has no great business to do
elsewhere,</p>
<p>Quis sub Arcto Rex gelid metuatur or,<br/>
Quid Tyridatem terreat, unice Securus,<br/>
<br/>
"I care not whom the northern clime reveres,<br/>
Or what's the king that Tyridates fears,"<br/></p>
<p>dare hardly tell the vanity and weakness I find in myself My foot is so
unstable and unsteady, I find myself so apt to totter and reel, and my
sight so disordered, that, fasting, I am quite another man than when full;
if health and a fair day smile upon me, I am a very affable, good-natured
man; if a corn trouble my toe, I am sullen, out of humour, and not to be
seen. The same pace of a horse seems to me one while hard, and another
easy; and the same way one while shorter, and another longer; and the same
form one while more, another less agreeable: I am one while for doing
every thing, and another for doing nothing at all; and what pleases me now
would be a trouble to me at another time. I have a thousand senseless and
casual actions within myself; either I am possessed by melancholy or
swayed by choler; now by its own private authority sadness predominates in
me, and by and by, I am as merry as a cricket. When I take a book in hand
I have then discovered admirable graces in such and such passages, and
such as have struck my soul; let me light upon them at another time, I may
turn and toss, tumble and rattle the leaves to no purpose; 'tis then to me
an inform and undiscovered mass. Even in my own writings I do not always
find the air of my first fancy; I know not what I would have said, and am
often put to it to correct and pump for a new sense, because I have lost
the first that was better. I do nothing but go and come; my judgment does
not always advance—it floats and roams:—</p>
<p>Velut minuta magno<br/>
Deprensa navis in mari vesaniente vento.<br/>
<br/>
"Like a small bark that's tost upon the main.<br/>
When winds tempestuous heave the liquid plain."<br/></p>
<p>Very often, as I am apt to do, having for exercise taken to maintain an
opinion contrary to my own, my mind, bending and applying itself that way,
does so engage me that way that I no more discern the reason of my former
belief, and forsake it I am, as it were, misled by the side to which I
incline, be it what it will, and carried away by my own weight. Every one
almost would say the same of himself, if he considered himself as I do.
Preachers very well know that the emotions which steal upon them in
speaking animate them towards belief; and that in passion we are more warm
in the defence of our proposition, take ourselves a deeper impression of
it, and embrace it with greater vehemence and approbation than we do in
our colder and more temperate state. You only give your counsel a simple
brief of your cause; he returns you a dubious and uncertain answer, by
which you find him indifferent which side he takes. Have you feed him well
that he may relish it the better, does he begin to be really concerned,
and do you find him interested and zealous in your quarrel? his reason and
learning will by degrees grow hot in your cause; behold an apparent and
undoubted truth presents itself to his understanding; he discovers a new
light in your business, and does in good earnest believe and persuade
himself that it is so. Nay, I do not know whether the ardour that springs
from spite and obstinacy, against the power and violence of the magistrate
and danger, or the interest of reputation, may not have made some men,
even at the stake, maintain the opinion for which, at liberty, and amongst
friends, they would not have burned a finger. The shocks and jostles that
the soul receives from the body's passions can do much in it, but its own
can do a great deal more; to which it is so subjected that perhaps it may
be made good that it has no other pace and motion but from the breath of
those winds, without the agitation of which it would be becalmed and
without action, like a ship in the middle of the sea, to which the winds
hare denied their assistance. And whoever should maintain this, siding
with the Peripatetics, would do us no great wrong, seeing it is very well
known that the greatest and most noble actions of the soul proceed from,
and stand in need of, this impulse of the passions. Valour, they say,
cannot be perfect without the assistance of anger; <i>Semper Ajax fortis,
fortissimus tamen in furore;</i> "Ajax was always brave, but most when in
a fury:" neither do we encounter the wicked and the enemy vigorously
enough if we be not angry; nay, the advocate, it is said, is to inspire
the judges with indignation, to obtain justice.</p>
<p>Irregular desires moved Themistocles, and Demosthenes, and have pushed on
the philosophers to watching, fasting, and pilgrimages; and lead us to
honour, learning, and health, which are all very useful ends. And this
meanness of soul, in suffering anxiety and trouble, serves to breed
remorse and repentance in the conscience, and to make us sensible of the
scourge of God, and politic correction for the chastisement of our
offences; compassion is a spur to clemency; and the prudence of preserving
and governing ourselves is roused by our fear; and how many brave actions
by ambition! how many by presumption! In short, there is no brave and
spiritual virtue without some irregular agitation. May not this be one of
the reasons that moved the Epicureans to discharge God from all care and
solicitude of our affairs; because even the effects of his goodness could
not be exercised in our behalf without disturbing its repose, by the means
of passions which are so many spurs and instruments pricking on the soul
to virtuous actions; or have they thought otherwise, and taken them for
tempests, that shamefully hurry the soul from her tranquillity? <i>Ut
maris tranquillitas intettigitur, null, ne minima quidem, aura fluctus
commovente: Sic animi quietus et placatus status cemitur, quum perturbatis
nulla est, qua moveri queat..</i> "As it is understood to be a calm sea
when there is not the least breath of air stirring; so the state of the
soul is discerned to be quiet and appeased when there is no perturbation
to move it."</p>
<p>What varieties of sense and reason, what contrariety of imaginations does
the diversity of our passions inspire us with! What assurance then can we
take of a thing so mobile and unstable, subject by its condition to the
dominion of trouble, and never going other than a forced and borrowed
pace? If our judgment be in the power even of sickness and perturbation;
if it be from folly and rashness that it is to receive the impression of
things, what security can we expect from it?</p>
<p>Is it not a great boldness in philosophy to believe that men perform the
greatest actions, and nearest approaching the Divinity, when they are
furious, mad, and beside themselves? We better ourselves by the privation
of our reason, and drilling it. The two natural ways to enter into the
cabinet of the gods, and there to foresee the course of destiny, are fury
and sleep.</p>
<p>This is pleasant to consider; by the dislocation that passions cause in
our reason, we become virtuous; by its extirpation, occasioned by madness
or the image of death, we become diviners and prophets. I was never so
willing to believe philosophy in any thing as this. 'Tis a pure enthusiasm
wherewith sacred truth has inspired the spirit of philosophy, which makes
it confess, contrary to its own proposition, that the most calm, composed,
and healthful estate ef the soul that philosophy can seat it in is not its
best condition; our waking is more a sleep than sleep itself, our wisdom
less wise than folly; our dreams are worth more than our meditation; and
the worst place we can take is in ourselves. But does not philosophy think
that we are wise enough to consider that the voice that the spirit utters,
when dismissed from man, so clear-sighted, so great, and so perfect, and
whilst it is in man so terrestrial, ignorant, and dark, is a voice
proceeding from the spirit of dark, terrestrial, and ignorant man, and for
this reason a voice not to be trusted and believed?</p>
<p>I, being of a soft and heavy complexion, have no great experience of these
vehement agitations, the most of which surprise the soul on a sudden,
without giving it leisure to recollect itself. But the passion that is
said to be produced by idleness in the hearts of young men, though it
proceed leisurely, and with a measured progress, does evidently manifest,
to those who have tried to oppose its power, the violence our judgment
suffers in this alteration and conversion. I have formerly attempted to
withstand and repel it; for I am so far from being one of those that
invite vices, that I do not so much as follow them, if they do not haul me
along; I perceived it to spring, grow, and increase, in spite of my
resistance; and at last, living and seeing as I was, wholly to seize and
possess me. So that, as if rousing from drunkenness, the images of things
began to appear to me quite other than they used to be; I evidently saw
the advantages of the object I desired, grow, and increase, and expand by
the influence of my imagination, and the difficulties of my attempt to
grow more easy and smooth; and both my reason and conscience to be laid
aside; but this fire being evaporated in an instant, as from a flash of
lightning, I was aware that my soul resumed another kind of sight, another
state, and another judgment; the difficulties of retreat appeared great
and invincible, and the same things had quite another taste and aspect
than the heat of desire had presented them to me; which of the two most
truly? Pyrrho knows nothing about it. We are never without sickness. Agues
have their hot and cold fits; from the effects of an ardent passion we
fall again to shivering; as much as I had advanced, so much I retired:—</p>
<p>Qualis ubi alterno procurrens gurgite pontus,<br/>
Nunc ruit ad terras, scopulosque superjacit undam<br/>
Spumeus, extremamque sinu perfundit arenam;<br/>
Nunc rapidus retro, atque stu revoluta resorbens<br/>
Saxa, fugit, littusque vado labente relihquit.<br/>
<br/>
"So swelling surges, with a thundering roar,<br/>
Driv'n on each others' backs, insult the shore,<br/>
Bound o'er the rocks, encroach upon the land,<br/>
And far upon the beach heave up the sand;<br/>
Then backward rapidly they take their way,<br/>
Repulsed from upper ground, and seek the sea."<br/></p>
<p>Now, from the knowledge of this volubility of mine, I have accidentally
begot in myself a certain constancy of opinions, and have not much altered
those that were first and natural in me; for what appearance soever there
may be in novelty, I do not easily change, for fear of losing by the
bargain; and, as I am not capable of choosing, I take other men's choice,
and keep myself in the station wherein God has placed me; I could not
otherwise keep myself from perpetual rolling. Thus have I, by the grace of
God, preserved myself entire, without anxiety or trouble of conscience, in
the ancient faith of our religion, amidst so many sects and divisions as
our age has produced. The writings of the ancients, the best authors I
mean, being full and solid, tempt and carry me which way almost they will;
he that I am reading seems always to have the most force; and I find that
every one in his turn is in the right, though they contradict one another.
The facility that good wits have of rendering every thing likely they
would recommend, and that nothing is so strange to which they do not
undertake to give colour enough to deceive such simplicity as mine, this
evidently shows the weakness of their testimony. The heavens and the stars
have been three thousand years in motion; all the world were of that
belief till Cleanthes the Samian, or, according to Theophrastus, Nicetas
of Syracuse, took it into his head to maintain that it was the earth that
moved, turning about its axis by the oblique circle of the zodiac. And
Copernicus has in our times so grounded this doctrine that it very
regularly serves to all astrological consequences; what use can we make of
this, if not that we ought not much to care which is the true opinion? And
who knows but that a third, a thousand years hence, may over throw the two
former.</p>
<p>Sic volvenda tas commutt tempora rerum:<br/>
Quod fuit in pretio, fit nullo denique honore;<br/>
Porro aliud succedit, et e contemptibus exit,<br/>
Inque dies magis appetitur, floretque repertum<br/>
Laudibus, et miro est mortales inter honore.<br/>
<br/>
"Thus ev'ry thing is changed in course of time,<br/>
What now is valued passes soon its prime;<br/>
To which some other thing, despised before,<br/>
Succeeds, and grows in vogue still more and more;<br/>
And once received, too faint all praises seem,<br/>
So highly it is rais'd in men's esteem."<br/></p>
<p>So that when any new doctrine presents itself to us, we have great reason
to mistrust, and to consider that, before that was set on foot, the
contrary had been generally received; and that, as that has been
overthrown by this, a third invention, in time to come, may start up which
may damn the second. Before the principles that Aristotle introduced were
in reputation, other principles contented human reason, as these satisfy
us now. What patent have these people, what particular privilege, that the
career of our invention must be stopped by them, and that the possession
of our whole future belief should belong to them? They are no more exempt
from being thrust out of doors than their predecessors were. When any one
presses me with a new argument, I ought to believe that what I cannot
answer another can; for to believe all likelihoods that a man cannot
confute is great simplicity; it would by that means come to pass that all
the vulgar (and we are all of the vulgar) would have their belief as
tumable as a weathercock; for their souls, being so easy to be imposed
upon, and without any resistance, must of force incessantly receive other
and other impressions, the last still effacing all footsteps of that which
went before. He that finds himself weak ought to answer, according to
practice, that he will speak with his counsel, or refer himself to the
wiser, from whom he received his instruction. How long is it that physic
has been practised in the world? 'Tis said that a new comer, called
Paracelsus, changes and overthrows the whole order of ancient rules, and
maintains that, till now, it has been of no other use but to kill men. I
believe he will easily make this good, but I do not think it were wisdom
to venture my life in making trial of his own experience. We are not to
believe every one, says the precept, because every one can say all things.
A man of this profession of novelties and physical reformations not long
since told me that all the ancients were notoriously mistaken in the
nature and motions of the winds, which he would evidently demonstrate to
me if I would give him the hearing. After I had with some patience heard
his arguments, which were all full of likelihood of truth: "What, then,"
said I, "did those that sailed according to Theophrastus make way
westward, when they had the prow towards the east? did they go sideward or
backward?" "That's fortune," answered he, "but so it is that they were
mistaken." I replied that I had rather follow effects than reason. Now
these are things that often interfere with one another, and I have been
told that in geometry (which pretends to have gained the highest point of
certainty of all science) there are inevitable demonstrations found which
subvert the truth of all experience; as Jacques Pelletier told me, at my
own house, that he had found out two lines stretching themselves one
towards the other to meet, which nevertheless he affirmed, though extended
to infinity, could never arrive to touch one another. And the Pyrrhonians
make no other use of their arguments and their reason than to ruin the
appearance of experience; and 'tis a wonder how far the suppleness of our
reason has followed them in this design of controverting the evidence of
effects; for they affirm that we do not move, that we do not speak, and
that there is neither weight nor heat, with the same force of argument
that we affirm the most likely things. Ptolemy, who was a great man, had
established the bounds of this world of ours; all the ancient philosophers
thought they had the measure of it, excepting some remote isles that might
escape their knowledge; it had been Pyrrhonism, a thousand years ago, to
doubt the science of cosmography, and the opinions that every one had
received from it; it was heresy to admit the antipodes; and behold, in
this age of ours, there is an infinite extent of terra firma discovered,
not an island or single country, but a division of the world, nearly equal
in greatness to that we knew before. The geographers of our time stick not
to assure us that now all is found; all is seen:—</p>
<p>Nam quod adest prosto, placet, et pollere videtur;<br/>
<br/>
"What's present pleases, and appears the best;"<br/></p>
<p>but it remains to be seen whether, as Ptolemy was therein formerly
deceived upon the foundation of his reason, it were not very foolish to
trust now in what these people say? And whether it is not more likely that
this great body, which we call the world, is not quite another thing than
what we imagine.</p>
<p>Plato says that it changes countenance in all respects; that the heavens,
the stars, and the sun, have all of them sometimes motions retrograde to
what we see, changing east into west The Egyptian priests told Herodotus
that from the time of their first king, which was eleven thousand and odd
years since (and they showed him the effigies of all their kings in
statues taken from the life), the sun had four times altered his course;
that the sea and the earth did alternately change into one another; that
the beginning of the world is undetermined; Aristotle and Cicero both say
the same; and some amongst us are of opinion that it has been from all
eternity, is mortal, and renewed again by several vicissitudes; calling
Solomon and Isaiah to witness; to evade those oppositions, that God has
once been a creator without a creature; that he has had nothing to do,
that he got rid of that idleness by putting his hand to this work; and
that consequently he is subject to change. In the most famous of the Greek
schools the world is taken for a god, made by another god greater than he,
and composed of a body, and a soul fixed in his centre, and dilating
himself by musical numbers to his circumference; divine, infinitely happy,
and infinitely great, infinitely wise and eternal; in him are other gods,
the sea, the earth, the stars, who entertain one another with an
harmonious and perpetual agitation and divine dance, sometimes meeting,
sometimes retiring from one another; concealing and discovering
themselves; changing their order, one while before, and another behind.
Heraclitus was positive that the world was composed of fire; and, by the
order of destiny, was one day to be enflamed and consumed in fire, and
then to be again renewed. And Apuleius says of men: <i>Sigillatim
mortales, cunctim perpetui.</i> "That they are mortal in particular, and
immortal in general." Alexander writ to his mother the narration of an
Egyptian priest, drawn from their monuments, testifying the antiquity of
that nation to be infinite, and comprising the birth and progress of other
countries. Cicero and Diodorus say that in their time the Chaldees kept a
register of four hundred thousand and odd years, Aristotle, Pliny, and
others, that Zoroaster flourished six thousand years before Plato's time.
Plato says that they of the city of Sais have records in writing of eight
thousand years; and that the city of Athens was built a thousand years
before the said city of Sais; Epicurus, that at the same time things are
here in the posture we see, they are alike and in the same manner in
several other worlds; which he would have delivered with greater
assurance, had he seen the similitude and concordance of the new
discovered world of the West Indies with ours, present and past, in so
many strange examples.</p>
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