Galilei, Galileo, The systems of the world, 1661

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              drawn all one way, and the ſame without any other alteration ſave
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              the declining the direct rectitude, ſometimes a very inſenſible
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              ter towards one ſide or another, and the pens moving its neb one
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              while ſofter, another while ſlower, but with very ſmall inequality.
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              <s>And I think that it would in the ſame manner write a letter, and
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              that thoſe frollike penmen, who to ſhew their command of hand,
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              without taking their pen from the paper in one ſole ſtroke, with
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              infinite turnings draw a pleaſant knot, if they were in a boat that
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              did tide it along ſwiftly they would convert the whole motion
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              of the pen, which in reality is but one ſole line, drawn all towards
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              one and the ſame part, and very little curved, or declining from
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              perfect rectitude, into a knot or flouriſh. </s>
              <s>And I am much pleaſed
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              that
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              S agredus
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              hath helped me to this conceit: therefore let us go
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              on, for the hope of meeting with more of them, will make me the
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              ſtricter in my attention.</s>
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              <s>SAGR. </s>
              <s>If you have a curioſity to hear ſuch like ſubtilties, which
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              occurr not thus to every one, you will find no want of them,
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              cially in this particular of Navigation; and do you not think that a
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              witty conceit which I met with likewiſe in the ſame voyage, when I
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              obſerved that the maſt of the ſhip, without either breaking or
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              ing, had made a greater voyage with its round-top, that is with its
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              top-gallant, than with its foot; for the round top being more diſtant
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              from the centre of the Earth than the foot is, it had deſcribed the
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              arch of a circle bigger than the circle by which the foot had paſſed.</s>
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              Subtilties
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              ently inſipid,
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              cally, ſpoken and
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              taken from a
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              tain
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              Encyclopædia.</s>
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              <s>SIMP. </s>
              <s>And thus when a man walketh he goeth farther with
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              his head than with his feet.</s>
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              <s>SAGR. </s>
              <s>You have found out the matter your ſelf by help of
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              your own mother-wit: But let us not interrupt
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              Salviatus.
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              <s>SALV. </s>
              <s>It pleaſeth me to ſee
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              Simplicius
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              how he ſootheth up
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              himſelf in this conceit, if happly it be his own, and that he hath not
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              borrowed it from a certain little pamphlet of concluſions, where
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              there are a great many more ſuch fancies no leſs pleaſant & witty.
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              <s>It followeth that we ſpeak of the peice of Ordinance mounted
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              pendicular to the Horizon, that is, of a ſhot towards our vertical
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              point, and to conclude, of the return of the ball by the ſame line
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              unto the ſame peice, though that in the long time which it is
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              parated from the peice, the earth hath tranſported it many miles
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              towards the Eaſt; now it ſeemeth, that the ball ought to fall a like
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              diſtance from the peice towards the Weſt; the which doth not
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              happen: therefore the peice without having been moved did ſtay
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              expecting the ſame. </s>
              <s>The anſwer is the ſame with that of the
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              ſtone falling from the Tower; and all the fallacy, and
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              on conſiſteth in ſuppoſing ſtill for true, that which is in queſtion;
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              for the Opponent hath it ſtill fixed in his conceit that the
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              ball departs from its reſt, being diſcharged by the fire </s>
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