A Voyage to the Moon

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ght Luminary furnished us with such variety of Thoughts as made the way seem shorter than, indeed, it was. Our Eyes being fixed upon that stately Planet, every one spoke what he thought of it: One would needs have it be a Garret Window of Heaven; another presently affir

ot to amuse my self with those curious Notions wherewith you tickle and spur on slow-paced Time;

n the Moon, at some who maintain, That this Globe, where we are, is a World." But I'd as good have said nothing, as have

on't; when a Miracle, Accident, Providence, Fortune, or what, perhaps, some may call Vision, others Fiction, Whimsey, or (if you will) Folly, furnished me with an occasion that engaged me into this Discourse. Being come home, I went up into my Closet, where I found a Book open upon the Table, which I had not put there. It was a piece of Cardanus[2]; and though I had no des

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vering to Mortals that the Moon is a World. "How!" said I to my self, having just now talked of a thing, can a Book, which perhaps is the only Book in the World that treats of that matter so particularly, fly down from the Shelf upo

pher, are the very same who have taken down my Book and opened it at that Page, to

be resolved of this Doubt,

nt up to Heaven, and stole fire from thence. Have not I as much Boldn

ne of the witnesses of his famous battle against the hundred ruffians, possessed an estate at Clam

t of Italian Paracelsus, both by his universal learning, and by his intense interest in all domains of possible knowledge, in