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. What Atomes Make the Wind Collick
2. Of Sharpe Atomes
3. Of the Sympathy of Atomes
4. Motion and Figure
5. Cavendish

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