Margaret Cavendish (Маргарет Кавендиш)

Motion Is the Life of All Things

As darknesse a privation is of Light;
That's when the Optick Nerve is stopt from Light:
So Death is even a cessation in
Those Formes, and Bodies, wherein Motions spin.
As Light can only shine but in the Eye,
So Life doth only in a Motion lye.
Thus Life is out, when Motion leaves to bee,
Like to an Eye, that's shut, no Light can see. 

1. The Bignesse of Atomes
2. Of Sharpe Atomes
3. Of the Sympathy of Atomes
4. Of Loose Atomes
5. All Sharpe Atomes Do Run To The Center, And

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