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THE FIRST CENTURY

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AN empty book is like an infant's soul, in which anything may be written. It is capable of all things, but containeth nothing. I have a mind to fill this with profitable wonders. And since Love made you put it into my hands I will fill it with those Truths you love without knowing them : with those things which, if it be possible, shall shew my Love ; to you in communicating most enriching Truths : to Truth in exalting her beauties in such a Soul.

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Do not wonder that I promise to fill it with those

Truths you love but know not ; for though it be

a maxim in the schools that there is no Love of a thing

unknown, yet I have found that things unknown have a secret influence on the soul, and like the centre of the earth unseen violently attract it. We love we know not what, and therefore everything allures us. As iron

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