Salusbury, Thomas, Mathematical collections and translations (Tome I), 1667
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              their right hand therein till that the Water by reaſon of the heat
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              do riſe but one ſole inch, and then let them take it out, and
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              write off the tumefaction of the Sea. </s>
              <s>Or at leaſt deſire them to
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              ſhew you how the Moon doth to rarefie a certain part of the
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              Waters, and not the remainder; as for inſtance, theſe here of
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              Venice,
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              and not thoſe of
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              Ancona, Naples, Genova
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              : the truth is
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              Poetick Wits are of two kinds, ſome are ready and apt to
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              invent Fables, and others diſpoſed and inclined to believe them.</s>
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              Anſwers to the
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              vanities alledged
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              as cauſes of the
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              bing and flowing.
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              + Or rather
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              ſmooth.</s>
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              The Iſles are
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              kens of the
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              venneſſe of the
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              bottomes of Seas.
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              Poetick wits of
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              two kinds.
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              <s>SIMP. </s>
              <s>I believe that no man believeth Fables, ſo long as he
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              knows them to be ſo; and of the opinions concerning the cauſes
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              of ebbing and flowing, which are many, becauſe I know that of
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              one ſingle effect there is but one ſingle cauſe that is true and
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              mary, I underſtand very well, and am certain that but one alone
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              at the moſt can be true, and for all the reſt I am ſure that they are
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              fabulous, and falſe; and its poſſible that the true one may not be
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              among thoſe that have been hitherto produced; nay I verily
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              lieve that it is not, for it would be very ſtrange that the truth
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              ſhould have ſo little light, as that it ſhould not be viſible amongſt
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              the umbrages of ſo many falſhoods. </s>
              <s>But this I ſhall ſay with the
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              liberty that is permitted amongſt us, that the introduction of the
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              Earths motion, and the making it the cauſe of the ebbing and
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              flowing of Tides, ſeemeth to me as yet a conjecture no leſſe
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              bulous than the reſt of thoſe that I have heard; and if there
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              ſhould not be propoſed to me reaſons more conformable to
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              ral matters, I would without any more ado proceed to believe
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              this to be a ſupernatural effect, and therefore miraculous, and
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              unſearchable to the underſtandings of men, as infinite others there
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              are, that immediately depend on the Omnipotent hand of
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              Truth hath not
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              ſo little light as
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              not to be
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              ed amidſt the
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              brages of
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              ſhoods.
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              Ariſtotle
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              holdeth
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              thoſe effects to be
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              miraculous, of
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              which the cauſes
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              are unknown.
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              <s>SAGR. </s>
              <s>You argue very prudently, and according to the
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              Doctrine of
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              Ariſtotle,
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              who you know in the beginning of his
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              mechanical queſtions referreth thoſe things to a Miracle, the
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              cauſes whereof are occult. </s>
              <s>But that the cauſe of the ebbing and
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              flowing is one of thoſe that are not to be found out, I believe
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              you have no greater proof than onely that you ſee, that amongſt
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              all thoſe that have hitherto been produced for true cauſes
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              of, there is not one wherewith, working by what artifice you
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              will, we are able to repreſent ſuch an effect; in regard that
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              ther with the light of the Moon nor of the Sun, nor with
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              temperate heats, nor with different profundities, ſhall one ever
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              artificially make the Water conteined in an immoveable Veſſel
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              to run one way or another, and to ebbe and flow in one place,
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              and not in another. </s>
              <s>But if without any other artifice, but with
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              the onely moving of the Veſſel, I am able punctually to
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              ſent all thoſe mutations that are obſerved in the Sea Water, why
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              will you refuſe this reaſon and run to a Miracle?</s>
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