Galilei, Galileo, The systems of the world, 1661

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              With all I conceived it very proper to expreſs theſe conceits by way of Dialogue, which, as not being
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              bound up to the riggid obſervance of Mathematical Laws, gives place alſo to Digreſsions that are
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              ſometimes no leſs curious than the principal Argument.
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              I chanced to be ſeveral years ſince, at ſeveral times, in the Stupendious Citty of
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              Venice,
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              where I
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              converſed with
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              Signore Giovan Franceſco Sagredo
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              of a Noble Extraction, and piercing wit. </s>
              <s>There
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              came thither from
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              Florence
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              at the ſame time
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              Signore Filippo Salviati,
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              whoſe leaſt glory was the
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              nence of his Blood, and Magnificence of his Eſtate: a ſublime Wit that fed not more hungerly upon
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              any pleaſure than on elevated Speculations. </s>
              <s>In the company of theſe two I often diſcourſed of theſe
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              matters before a certain Peripatetick Philoſopher who ſeemed to have no geater obſtacle in
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              ing of the Truth, than the Fame he had acquired by Ariſtotelical Interpretations.
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              Now, ſeeing that inexorable Death hath deprived
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              Venice
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              and
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              Florence
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              of thoſe two great Lights in
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              the very Meridian of their years, I did reſolve, as far as my poor ability would permit, to perpetuate
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              their lives to their honour in theſe leaves, bringing them in as Interlocutors in the preſent Controverſy.
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              <s>Nor ſhall the Honest Peripatetick want his place, to whom for his exceſsive affection to wards the
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              mentaries of
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              Simplicius,
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              I thought fit, without mentioning his own Name, to leave that of the Author
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              he ſo much reſpected. </s>
              <s>Let thoſe two great Souls, ever venerable to my heart, pleaſe to accept this
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              blick Monument of my never dying Love; and let the remembr ance of their Eloquence aſsiſt me in
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              delivering to Poſterity the Conſider ations that I have promiſed.
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              There caſually happened (as was uſuall) ſeveral diſcourſes at times between theſe Gentlemen, the
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              which had rather inflamed than ſatisfied in their wits the thirſt they had to be learning; whereupon
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              they took a diſcreet reſolution to meet together for certain dayes, in which all other buſineſs ſet aſide,
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              they might betake themſelves more methodically to contemplate the Wonders of God in Heaven, and in
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              the Earth: the place appointed for their meeting being in the Palace of the Noble
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              Sagredo,
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              after the
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              due, but very ſhort complements
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              ; Signore Salviati
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              began in this manner.
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