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Following on, in a way, from Lewis’s post, here’s something from Henry More’s Philosophical Poems. This is that awfull cell where Naturalists Brood deep opinion, as themselves conceit; This Errours den where in a magick mist Men hatch their own delusion and deceit, And grasp vain shows. Here their bold brains they beat, And dig full …

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