Doubtless the Body's death, when once it dies, The Instruments of Sense and Life doth kill; So that She cannot use those faculties, Although their root rest in her substance still. But as, the Body living, Wit and Will Can judge and choose without the Body's aid, Though on such objects, they are working still, As through the Body's organs are conveyed: So, when the Body serves her turn no more, And all her Senses are extinct and gone, She can discourse of what She learned before, In heavenly contemplations all alone. So if one man well on the lute doth play, And have good horsemanship, and learning's skill: Though both his lute and horse we take away; Doth he not keep his former learning still? He keeps it doubtless! and can use it too! And doth both th'other skills, in power retain! And can of both the proper actions do, If with his Lute, or Horse he meet again. So, though the instruments by which we live And view the world, the Body's death doth kill: Yet with the Body, they shall all revive; And all their wonted offices fulfil. [Sidenote: 3. Objection.] "But _how_, till then, shall She herself employ? Her spies are dead; which brought home news before: What she hath got and keeps, she may enjoy; But She hath means to understand no more." "Then what do those poor Souls which nothing get? Or what do those which get and nothing keep, Like buckets bottomless, which all out let? Those Souls, for want of exercise, must sleep." [Sidenote: Answer.] See _how_ Man's Soul, against itself doth strive: Why should we not have other means to know? As children, while within the womb they live, Feed by the navel; Here, they feed not so. These children (if they had some use of Sense, And should by chance their mothers talking, hear; That, in short time, they shall come forth from thence) Would fear their birth, more than our death we fear. They would cry out, "If we, this place shall leave, Then shall we break our tender navel strings: How shall we then our nourishment receive, Since our sweet food, no other conduit brings?" And if a man should, to these babes reply, That "Into this fair world they shall be brought, Where they shall see the earth, the sea, the sky, The glorious sun, and all that GOD hath wrought: That there ten thousand dainties they shall meet, Which by their mouths they shall with pleasure take; Which shall be cordial too, as well as sweet, And of their little limbs, tall bodies make!"