Galilei, Galileo, The systems of the world, 1661

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              covered, confounded with wonder, and ſurpriſed with
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              tion, I account my ſelf little leſſe than miſerable. </s>
              <s>If I behold a
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              Statue of ſome excellent Maſter, I ſay with my ſelf; When wilt
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              thou know how to chizzle away the refuſe of a piece of Marble,
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              and diſcover ſo lovely a figure, as lyeth hid therein? </s>
              <s>When wilt
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              thou mix and ſpread ſo many different colours upon a Cloth, or
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              Wall, and repreſent therewith all viſible objects, like a
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              Michael
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              Angelo,
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              a
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              Raphaello,
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              or a
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              Tizvano
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              ? </s>
              <s>If I behold what inventions
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              men have in comparting Muſical intervals, in eſtabliſhing
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              cepts and Rules for the management thereof with admirable
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              light to the ear: When ſhall I ceaſe my aſtoniſhment? </s>
              <s>What
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              ſhall I ſay of ſuch and ſo various Inſtruments of that Art? </s>
              <s>The
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              reading of excellent Poets, with what admiration doth it ſwell
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              any one that attentively conſidereth the invention of conceits,
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              and their explanation? </s>
              <s>What ſhall we ſay of Architecture?
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              What of Navigation? </s>
              <s>But, above all other ſtupendious
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              ons, what ſublimity of mind was that in him, that imagined to
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              himſelf to find out a way to communicate his moſt ſecret thoughts
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              to any other perſon, though very far diſtant from him either in
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              time, or place, ſpeaking with thoſe that are in the
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              India's
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              ;
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              ing to thoſe that are not yet born, nor ſhall be this thouſand, or
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              ten thouſand years? </s>
              <s>and with how much facility? </s>
              <s>but by the
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              rious collocation of ^{*} twenty little letters upon a paper? </s>
              <s>Let this
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              be the Seal of all the admirable inventions of man, and the cloſe
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              of our Diſcourſe for this day: For the warmer hours being paſt,
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              I ſuppoſe that
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              Salviatus
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              hath a deſire to go and take the air in his
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              Gondelo; but too morrow we will both wait upon you, to
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              tinue the Diſcourſes we have begun,
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              &c.
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              The wit of man
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              admirably acute.
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              The invention of
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              writing ſtupendious
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              above all others.
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              * For of ſo many
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              only the Italian
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              Alphabet conſiſts.</s>
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