Salusbury, Thomas, Mathematical collections and translations (Tome I), 1667

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              the Sea calm, the Air tranquil; ſuppoſe it to be young flood,
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              and that in the term of five or ſix hours the water do riſe ten
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              ^{*} hand breadths and more; that riſe is not made by the firſt
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              water, which was ſaid to be rarefied, but it is done by the
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              ſion of new Water: Water of the ſame ſort with the former,
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              of the ſame brackiſhneſs, of the ſame denſity, of the ſame
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              weight: Ships,
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              Simplicius,
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              float therein as in the former,
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              out drawing an hairs breadth more water; a Barrel of this ſecond
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              doth not weigh one ſingle grain more or leſs than ſuch another
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              quantity of the other, and retaineth the ſame coldneſs without
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              the leaſt alteration: And it is, in a word, Water newly and
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              bly entred by the Channels and Mouth of the ^{*}
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              Lio.
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              Conſider
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              now, how and from whence it came thither. </s>
              <s>Are there happly
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              hereabouts any Gulphs or Whirle pools in the bottom of the
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              Sea, by which the Earth drinketh in and ſpueth out the Water,
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              breathing as it were a great and monſtruous Whale? </s>
              <s>But if this
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              be ſo, how comes it that the Water doth not flow in the ſpace of
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              ſix hours in
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              Ancona,
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              in ^{*}
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              Raguſa,
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              in
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              Corfu,
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              where the Tide is
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              ry ſmall, and happly unobſervable? </s>
              <s>Who will invent a way to
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              pour new Water into an immoveable Veſſel, and to make that
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              it riſe onely in one determinate part of it, and in other places
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              not? </s>
              <s>Will you ſay, that this new Water is borrowed from the
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              Ocean, being brought in by the Straight of
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              Gibraltar
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              ? </s>
              <s>This
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              will not remove the doubt aforeſaid, but will beget a greater.
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              <s>And firſt tell me what ought to be the current of that Water,
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              that entering at the Straights mouth, is carried in ſix hours to
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              the remoteſt Creeks of the Mediterrane, at a diſtance of two
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              or three thouſand Miles, and that returneth the ſame ſpace again
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              in a like time at its going back? </s>
              <s>What would Ships do that lye out
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              at Sea? </s>
              <s>What would become of thoſe that ſhould be in the
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              Straights-mouth in a continual precipice of a vaſt accumulation of
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              Waters, that entering in at a Channel but eight Mile, broad, is to
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              give admittance to ſo much Water as in ſix hours over-floweth a
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              tract of many hundred Miles broad, & thouſands in length? </s>
              <s>What
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              Tygre, what Falcon runneth or flyeth with ſo much ſwiftneſs?
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              <s>With the ſwiftneſs, I ſay, of above 400 Miles an hour. </s>
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              rents run (nor can it be denied) the long-wayes of the Gulph, but
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              ſo ſlowly, as that a Boat with Oars will out-go them, though
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              deed not without defalking for their wanderings. </s>
              <s>Moreover, if this
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              Water come in at the Straight, the other doubt yet remaineth,
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              namely, how it cometh to flow here ſo high in a place ſo remote,
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              without firſt riſing a like or greater height in the parts more
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              cent? </s>
              <s>In a word, I cannot think that either obſtinacy, or ſharpneſs
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              of wit can ever find an anſwer to theſe Objections, nor
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              quently to maintain the ſtability of the Earth againſt them,
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              ing within the bounds of Nature.</s>
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