Godwin, William, 1756-1836 / 2008-09-12 00:00:00

That sublimity of conception which
renders the poet, and the man of great literary and original
endowments "in apprehension like a God," we could not have, if we
were not privileged occasionally to cast away the slough and
exuviae of the body from incumbering and dishonouring us, even as
Ulysses passed over his threshold, stripped of the rags that had
obscured him, while Minerva enlarged his frame, and gave
loftiness to his stature, added a youthful beauty and grace to
his motions, and caused his eyes to flash with more than mortal
fire. With what disdain, when I have been rapt in the loftiest
moods of mind, do I look down upon my limbs, the house of clay
that contains me, the gross flesh and blood of which my frame is
composed, and wonder at a lodging, poorly fitted to entertain so
divine a guest!
A still more important chapter in the history of the human mind
has its origin in these considerations. Hence it is that
unenlightened man, in almost all ages and countries, has been
induced, independently of divine revelation, to regard death, the
most awful event to which we are subject, as not being the
termination of his existence. We see the body of our friend
become insensible, and remain without motion, or any external
indication of what we call life. We can shut it up in an
apartment, and visit it from day to day. If we had perseverance
enough, and could so far conquer the repugnance and humiliating
feeling with which the experiment would be attended, we might
follow step by step the process of decomposition and
putrefaction, and observe by what degrees the "dust returned unto
earth as it was.
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