"O, father, is it then to be conceiv'd That any of these spirits, so sublime, Should hence to the celestial regions climb, And thence return to earth to reassume Their sluggish bodies rotting in a tomb? For wretched life whence does such fondness come?"
Endroit: Chapter XII. Apology For Raimond Sebond. · ¶2668 Licence: Public domain · Source Le texte est donné tel que dans l'édition, sans retouche.