"For none the nature of the soul doth know, Whether that it be born with us, or no; Or be infused into us at our birth, And dies with us when we return to earth, Or then descends to the black shades below, Or into other animals does go."
Endroit: Chapter XII. Apology For Raimond Sebond. · ¶2587 Licence: Public domain · Source Le texte est donné tel que dans l'édition, sans retouche.