Thus God the Heav'n created, thus the Earth, Matter unform'd and void: Darkness profound Cover'd th' Abyss: but on the watrie calme His brooding wings the Spirit of God outspred, And vital vertue infus'd, and vital warmth Throughout the fluid Mass, but downward purg'd The black tartareous cold infernal dregs Adverse to life: then founded, then conglob'd Like things to like, the rest to several place
Disparted, and between spun out the Air, And Earth self-ballanc't on her Center hung.
Whilst thus the world will be whole and refuses to be
disparted, we seek to act partially, to sunder, to appropriate; for example,--to gratify the senses we sever the pleasure of the senses from the needs of the character.