REFLEXION.

This Allegory is a Political Reading upon the State and Condition of

Civil Communities, where the Members have their Several Offices, and

Every Part Contributes respectively to the Preservation and Service of

the Whole. ’Tis true, their Operations are More or Less Noble, but the

Mechanical Faculties can no more be Spar’d then the Intellectual, and

those that Serve in Council under an Appearance of Rest, are yet as

Busie, and as Necessary, in their Functions, as those that are Actually

and Visibly in Motion. Here’s a Caution in fine, to the _Members_, to

have a care how they withdraw themselves from their Duties, till it shall

be too late for their Superiours to make use of them.

There is so Near an _Analogy_ betwixt the State of a Body Natural, and

Politique, that the Necessity of Government and Obedience, cannot be

better Represented. The Motions of a Popular Faction are so Violent, and

Unreasonable, that neither Philosophy, Prudence, Experience, nay, nor the

Holy Writ it self, has the Power (ordinarily speaking) to Work upon them.

If People would allow themselves Time for Thought and Consideration, they

would find that the Conservation of the _Body_ depends upon the Proper

Use and Service of the Several _Parts_; and that the Interest of Every

Distinct _Member_ of it, is wrapt up in the Support, and Maintenance of

the _whole_, which obliges them all to Labour in their Respective Offices

and Functions for the Common Good. There are Degrees of Dignity (no doubt

on’t) in Both Cases, and One Part is to be Subservient to Another, in

the Order of Civil Policy, as well as in the Frame of a Man’s Body: so

that they are mightily out of the way, that take Eating and Drinking,

and Un-Eating, and Un-Drinking, in a course of Vicissitude, with other

Offices of Nature that are common to Beasts with Men, to be the Great

Bus’ness of Mankind, without any further Regard to the Faculties, and

Duties of our Reasonable Being: For Every _Member_ has its Proper, and

Respective Function Assign’d it, and not a Finger suffers but the _Whole_

Feels on’t.

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