But the seed is the same; and soul is the seed; and flesh but its anchorage to earth.
The machine may be broken, and rust corrode the springs: but can rust feed on motion?
Worms may batten on the brain: but can worms gnaw the mind?
Dynamics are, and dwell apart, though matter be not made;
Spirit is, and can be separate, though a body were not:
Power is one, be it lever, screw, or wedge; but it needeth these for illustration:
Mind is one, be it casual or ideal; but it is shown in these.
The creature is constructed individual, for trial of his reasonable will,
Clay and soul, commingled wisely, mingled not confused:
As power is not in the spring, till somewhat give it action,