Mr. _Lock_ observes, [2]

'That we get the Idea of Time, or Duration, by reflecting on that

Train of Ideas which succeed one another in our Minds: That for this

Reason, when we sleep soundly without dreaming, we have no Perception

of Time, or the Length of it whilst we sleep; and that the Moment

wherein we leave off to think, till the Moment we begin to think

again, seems to have no distance.'

To which the Author adds,

'And so I doubt not but it would be to a waking Man, if it were

possible for him to keep only one _Idea_ in his Mind, without

Variation, and the Succession of others: And we see, that one who

fixes his Thoughts very intently on one thing, so as to take but

little notice of the Succession of _Ideas_ that pass in his Mind

whilst he is taken up with that earnest Contemplation, lets slip out

of his Account a good Part of that Duration, and thinks that Time

shorter than it is.'

We might carry this Thought further, and consider a Man as, on one Side,

shortening his Time by thinking on nothing, or but a few things; so, on

the other, as lengthening it, by employing his Thoughts on many

Subjects, or by entertaining a quick and constant Succession of Ideas.

Accordingly Monsieur _Mallebranche_, in his _Enquiry after Truth_, [3]

(which was published several Years before Mr. _Lock's Essay on Human

Understanding_) tells us, That it is possible some Creatures may think

Half an Hour as long as we do a thousand Years; or look upon that Space

of Duration which we call a Minute, as an Hour, a Week, a Month, or an

whole Age.

This Notion of Monsieur _Mallebranche_ is capable of some little

Explanation from what I have quoted out of Mr. _Lock_; for if our Notion

of Time is produced by our reflecting on the Succession of Ideas in our

Mind, and this Succession may be infinitely accelerated or retarded, it

will follow, that different Beings may have different Notions of the

same Parts of Duration, according as their Ideas, which we suppose are

equally distinct in each of them, follow one another in a greater or

less Degree of Rapidity.

There is a famous Passage in the _Alcoran_, which looks as if _Mahomet_

had been possessed of the Notion we are now speaking of. It is there

said, [4] That the Angel _Gabriel_ took _Mahomet_ Out of his Bed one

Morning to give him a Sight of all things in the Seven Heavens, in

Paradise, and in Hell, which the Prophet took a distinct View of; and

after having held ninety thousand Conferences with God, was brought back

again to his Bed. All this, says the _Alcoran_, was transacted in so

small a space of Time, that _Mahomet_ at his Return found his Bed still

warm, and took up an Earthen Pitcher, (which was thrown down at the very

Instant that the Angel _Gabriel_ carried him away) before the Water was

all spilt.

There is a very pretty Story in the _Turkish_ Tales which relates to

this Passage of that famous Impostor, and bears some Affinity to the

Subject we are now upon. A Sultan of _Egypt_, who was an Infidel, used

to laugh at this Circumstance in _Mahomet's_ Life, as what was

altogether impossible and absurd: But conversing one Day with a great

Doctor in the Law, who had the Gift of working Miracles, the Doctor told

him he would quickly convince him of the Truth of this Passage in the

History of Mahomet, if he would consent to do what he should desire of

him. Upon this the Sultan was directed to place himself by an huge Tub

of Water, which he did accordingly; and as he stood by the Tub amidst a

Circle of his great Men, the holy Man bid him plunge his Head into the

Water, and draw it up again: The King accordingly thrust his Head into

the Water, and at the same time found himself at the Foot of a Mountain

on a Sea-shore. The King immediately began to rage against his Doctor

for this Piece of Treachery and Witchcraft; but at length, knowing it

was in vain to be angry, he set himself to think on proper Methods for

getting a Livelihood in this strange Country: Accordingly he applied

himself to some People whom he saw at work in a Neighbouring Wood: these

People conducted him to a Town that stood at a little Distance from the

Wood, where, after some Adventures, he married a Woman of great Beauty

and Fortune. He lived with this Woman so long till he had by her seven

Sons and seven Daughters: He was afterwards reduced to great Want, and

forced to think of plying in the Streets as a Porter for his Livelihood.

One Day as he was walking alone by the Sea-side, being seized with many

melancholy Reflections upon his former and his present State of Life,

which had raised a Fit of Devotion in him, he threw off his Clothes with

a Design to wash himself, according to the Custom of the _Mahometans_,

before he said his Prayers.

After his first Plunge into the Sea, he no sooner raised his Head above

the Water but he found himself standing by the Side of the Tub, with the

great Men of his Court about him, and the holy Man at his Side. He

immediately upbraided his Teacher for having sent him on such a Course

of Adventures, and betrayed him into so long a State of Misery and

Servitude; but was wonderfully surprised when he heard that the State he

talked of was only a Dream and Delusion; that he had not stirred from

the Place where he then stood; and that he had only dipped his Head into

the Water, and immediately taken it out again.

The _Mahometan_ Doctor took this Occasion of instructing the Sultan,

that nothing was impossible with God; and that _He_, with whom a

Thousand Years are but as one Day, can, if he pleases, make a single

Day, nay a single Moment, appear to any of his Creatures as a Thousand

Years.

I shall leave my Reader to compare these Eastern Fables with the Notions

of those two great Philosophers whom I have quoted in this Paper; and

shall only, by way of Application, desire him to consider how we may

extend Life beyond its natural Dimensions, by applying our selves

diligently to the Pursuits of Knowledge.

The Hours of a wise Man are lengthened by his Ideas, as those of a Fool

are by his Passions: The Time of the one is long, because he does not

know what to do with it; so is that of the other, because he

distinguishes every Moment of it with useful or amusing Thought; or in

other Words, because the one is always wishing it away, and the other

always enjoying it.

How different is the View of past Life, in the Man who is grown old in

Knowledge and Wisdom, from that of him who is grown old in Ignorance and

Folly? The latter is like the Owner of a barren Country that fills his

Eye with the Prospect of naked Hills and Plains, which produce nothing

either profitable or ornamental; the other beholds a beautiful and

spacious Landskip divided into delightful Gardens, green Meadows,

fruitful Fields, and can scarce cast his Eye on a single Spot of his

Possessions, that is not covered with some beautiful Plant or Flower.

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