Poem by Margaret Cavendish

In the Center Atomes Never Separate

JUst at the Center is a point that'ssmall,
Those Atomes that are there are wedg'd in all;
They lye so close, firme in one Body binde,
No other Forme, or Motion can unwinde:
For they are wreath'd so hard about that point,
As they become a Circle without joynt. 

1. Motion Directs, While Atomes Dance
2. Of Loose Atomes
3. All Things Last, or Dissolve, According to the Composure of Atomes
4. The Weight of Atomes
5. Of Sharpe Atomes

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