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Poems, and phancies

written By the Thrice Noble, Illustrious, And Excellent Princess The Lady Marchioness of Newcastle [i.e. Margaret Cavendish]. The Second Impression, much Altered and Corrected

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It is hard to believe that there may be other Worlds in this World.
  
  
  
  
  
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It is hard to believe that there may be other Worlds in this World.

Nothing doth seem so hard to Nature's Eyes,
As to believe Impossibilities;
Not that they're not, but that they do not clear
Unto our Reason, and to Sense appear:
For Reason cannot find them out, since they
Seem wrought beyond all Nature's course and way;
But many things our Senses do escape;
For they're too Gross to know each Form and Shape;
As that another World in this may be,
Which we do neither touch, nor hear, nor see,
Nor taste, nor smell; What Eye's so clear, that saw
Those little Hooks, that in the Load-stone draw
Hard Iron? or what Brain can reason, why
The Needle's point still in the North will lye?
As for example, Atomes in the Air
We ne're perceive, although the Light be fair:
For whatsoever can a Body claim,
Though ne're so small, Life may be in the same;
And what hath Life may Understanding have,
Though 't be to us as Buried in a Grave.
Then probably may Men and Women small
Live in the World, which we not know at all;
May Build them Houses to dwell in, and make
Orchards and Gardens where they pleasure take;

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Have Birds which sing, and Cattel in the field,
And plowed Grounds, which them small Corn may yield;
They may have Common-wealths, and Kings to reign,
Make Warrs and Battels, where are many slain;
And all without our Hearing, or our Sight,
Or any of our other Senses light;
And other Stars, and Suns, and Moons may be,
Which our dull Eyes shall never come to see.
But we are apt to Laugh at Tales so told;
For our gross Senses Reason back do hold:
Yet things which are 'gainst Nature, we think true,
That Spirits change, and can take Bodies new;
That Life may be, yet in no Body live,
For which no Sense nor Reason we can give;
And Incorporeal Spirits Fancy feigns,
Yet Fancy cannot be without some Brains;
And if it without Substance cannot be,
Then Souls are more than Reason well can see.