Shal ſhe be _guide_ to all _Creatures_, which is her ſelfe one? Or if ſhe alſo have a _guide_, ſhall any _Creature_ have a better guide then wee? The affections of _luſt_ and _anger_, yea even to _erre_ is _naturall_; ſhall we follow theſe? Can ſhee be a good _guide_ to us, which hath corrupted not us onely but her ſelfe? Was not the _firſt man_, by the deſire of _knowledge_, corrupted even in the _whiteſt integrity_ of _Nature_? And did not _Nature_ (if _Nature_ did any thing) infuſe into him this deſire of _knowledge_, and ſo this _corruption_ in him, into us? If by _Nature_ wee ſhall underſtand our _eſſence_, our _definition_, or _reaſon_, _nobleneſſe_, then this being alike common to all (the _Idiot_ and the _Wizard_ being equally _reaſonable_) why ſhould not all men having equally all one _nature_, follow one courſe? Or if we ſhall underſtand our _inclinations_; alas! how unable a guide is that which followes the _temperature_ of our ſlimie _bodies_? for we cannot ſay that we derive our _inclinations_, our _mindes_, or _ſoules_ from our _Parents_ by any way: to ſay that it is _all from all_, is _error_ in _reaſon_, for then with the firſt nothing remaines; or is a _part from all_, is _errour_ in _experience_, for then this _part_ equally imparted to many children, would like _Gavel-kind lands_, in few generations become nothing; or to ſay it by _communication_, is _errour_ in _Divinity_, for to communicate the _ability_ of communicating _whole eſſence_ with any but God, is utter _blaſphemy_. And if thou hit thy _Fathers nature_ and _inclination_, he alſo had his _Fathers_, and ſo climbing up, all comes of one man, and have one _nature_, all ſhall imbrace one courſe; but that cannot bee, therefore our _complexions_ and whole _bodies_, wee inherit from _Parents_; our _inclinations_ and minds follow that: For our minde is heavy in our _bodies afflictions_, and rejoyceth in our _bodies pleaſure_: how then ſhall this _nature_ governe us, that is governed by the worſt part of us? _Nature though oft chaſed away, it will returne_; ’tis true, but thoſe _good motions_ and _inſpirations_ which be our guides muſt bee _wooed_, _courted_, and _welcomed_, or elſe they abandon us. And that old _Axiome_, _nihil invita, &c._ muſt not be ſaid thou _ſhalt_, but thou _wilt_ doe nothing againſt _Nature_; ſo _unwilling_ he notes us to curbe our _naturall appetites_. Wee call our _baſtards_ alwayes our _naturall iſſue_, and we define a _Foole_ by nothing ſo ordinary, as by the name of _naturall_. And that poore knowledge whereby we conceive what _raine_ is, what _wind_, what _thunder_, wee call _Metaphyſicke, ſupernaturall_; ſuch _ſmall_ things, ſuch _no_ things doe we allow to our pliant _Natures_ apprehenſion. Laſtly, by following her, we loſe the pleaſant, and lawfull commodities of this life, for wee ſhall drinke water and eate rootes, and thoſe not ſweet and delicate, as now by Mans _art_ and _induſtry_ they are made: we ſhall loſe all the neceſſities of _ſocieties_, _lawes_, _arts_, and _ſciences_, which are all the workemanſhip of _Man_: yea we ſhall lack the laſt _beſt refuge_ of miſery, _death_; becauſe _no death is naturall_: for if yee will not dare to call all _death violent_ (though I ſee not why _ſickneſſes_ be not _violences_) yet _cauſes_ of all _deaths_ proceed of the _defect_ of that which _nature_ made perfect, and would preſerve, and therefore all againſt _nature_.