Religio Medici, Hydriotaphia, and the Letter to a FriendBrowne, Thomas, Sir
Religion
Religio Medici, Hydriotaphia, and the Letter to a Friend
Browne, Thomas, Sir
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men, and we know not how; there is something in us that can be without
us, and will be after us, though it is strange that it hath no history
what it was before us, nor cannot tell how it entered in us.
_Sect._ 37.--Now, for these walls of flesh, wherein the soul doth seem
to be immured before the resurrection, it is nothing but an elemental
composition, and a fabrick that must fall to ashes. “All flesh is
grass,” is not only metaphorically, but literally, true; for all those
creatures we behold are but the herbs of the field, digested into
flesh in them, or more remotely carnified in ourselves. Nay, further,
we are what we all abhor, _anthropophagi_, and cannibals, devourers
not only of men, but of ourselves; and that not in an allegory but a
positive truth: for all this mass of flesh which we behold, came in
at our mouths: this frame we look upon, hath been upon our trenchers;
in brief, we have devoured ourselves. I cannot believe the wisdom of
Pythagoras did ever positively, and in a literal sense, affirm his
metempsychosis, or impossible transmigration of the souls of men into
beasts. Of all metamorphoses or transmigrations, I believe only one,
that is of Lot’s wife; for that of Nabuchodonosor proceeded not so far.
In all others I conceive there is no further verity than is contained
in their implicit sense and morality. I believe that the whole frame
of a beast doth perish, and is left in the same state after death as
before it was materialled unto life: that the souls of men know neither
contrary nor corruption; that they subsist beyond the body, and outlive
death by the privilege of their proper natures, and without a miracle:
that the souls of the faithful, as they leave earth, take possession of
heaven; that those apparitions and ghosts of departed persons are not
the wandering souls of men, but the unquiet walks of devils, prompting
and suggesting us unto mischief, blood, and villany; instilling and
stealing into our hearts that the blessed spirits are not at rest in
their graves, but wander, solicitous of the affairs of the world.
But that those phantasms appear often, and do frequent cemeteries,
charnel-houses, and churches, it is because those are the dormitories
of the dead, where the devil, like an insolent champion, beholds with
pride the spoils and trophies of his victory over Adam.
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