XII.

Then I said that I did very well like of Plato's doctrine, for thou dost

bring these things to my remembrance now the second time, first, because

I lost their memory by the contagion of my body, and after when I was

oppressed with the burden of grief. "If," quoth she, "thou reflectest

upon that which heretofore hath been granted, thou wilt not be far from

remembering that which in the beginning thou confessedst thyself to be

ignorant of." "What?" quoth I. "By what government," quoth she, "the

world is ruled." "I remember," quoth I, "that I did confess my

ignorance, but though I foresee what thou wilt say, yet I desire to hear

it more plainly from thyself." "Thou thoughtest a little before that it

was not to be doubted that this world is governed by God." "Neither do I

think now," quoth I, "neither will I ever think, that it is to be

doubted of, and I will briefly explicate the reasons which move me to

think so. This world could never have been compacted of so many divers

and contrary parts, unless there were One that doth unite these so

different things; and this disagreeing diversity of natures being united

would separate and divide this concord, unless there were One that

holdeth together that which He united. Neither would the course of

nature continue so certain, nor would the different parts hold so well-

ordered motions in due places, times, causality, spaces and qualities,

unless there were One who, Himself remaining quiet, disposeth and

ordereth this variety of motions. This, whatsoever it be, by which

things created continue and are moved, I call God, a name which all men

use."[141]

"Since," quoth she, "thou art of this mind, I think with little labour

thou mayest be capable of felicity, and return to thy country in safety.

But let us consider what we proposed. Have we not placed sufficiency in

happiness, and granted that God is blessedness itself?" "Yes truly."

"Wherefore," quoth she, "He will need no outward helps to govern the

world, otherwise, if He needed anything, He had not full sufficiency."

"That," quoth I, "must necessarily be so." "Wherefore He disposeth all

things by Himself." "No doubt He doth," quoth I. "But it hath been

proved that God is goodness itself." "I remember it very well," quoth I.

"Then He disposeth all things by goodness: since He governeth all things

by Himself, whom we have granted to be goodness. And this is as it were

the helm and rudder by which the frame of the world is kept steadfast

and uncorrupted." "I most willingly agree," quoth I, "and I foresaw a

little before, though only with a slender guess, that thou wouldst

conclude this." "I believe thee," quoth she, "for now I suppose thou

lookest more watchfully about thee to discern the truth. But that which

I shall say is no less manifest." "What?" quoth I. "Since that God is

deservedly thought to govern all things with the helm of goodness, and

all these things likewise, as I have showed, hasten to goodness with

their natural contention, can there be any doubt made but that they are

governed willingly, and that they frame themselves of their own accord

to their disposer's beck, as agreeable and conformable to their ruler?"

"It must needs be so," quoth I, "neither would it seem an happy

government, if it were an imposed yoke, not a desired health." "There is

nothing then which, following nature, endeavoureth to resist God."

"Nothing," quoth I. "What if anything doth endeavour," quoth she, "can

anything prevail against Him, whom we have granted to be most powerful

by reason of His blessedness?" "No doubt," quoth I, "nothing could

prevail." "Wherefore there is nothing which either will or can resist

this sovereign goodness." "I think not," quoth I. "It is then the

sovereign goodness which governeth all things strongly, and disposeth

them sweetly." "How much," quoth I, "doth not only the reason which thou

allegest, but much more the very words which thou usest, delight me,

that folly which so much vexed me may at length be ashamed of herself."

"Thou hast heard in the poets' fables," quoth she, "how the giants

provoked heaven, but this benign fortitude put them also down, as they

deserved. But wilt thou have our arguments contend together? Perhaps by

this clash there will fly out some beautiful spark of truth." "As it

pleaseth thee," quoth I. "No man can doubt," quoth she, "but that God is

almighty." "No man," quoth I, "that is well in his wits." "But," quoth

she, "there is nothing that He who is almighty cannot do." "Nothing,"

quoth I. "Can God do evil?" "No," quoth I, "Wherefore," quoth she, "evil

is nothing, since He cannot do it who can do anything." "Dost thou mock

me," quoth I, "making with thy reasons an inextricable labyrinth,

because thou dost now go in where thou meanest to go out again, and

after go out, where thou camest in, or dost thou frame a wonderful

circle of the simplicity of God? For a little before taking thy

beginning from blessedness, thou affirmedst that to be the chiefest good

which thou saidst was placed in God, and likewise thou provedst, that

God Himself is the chiefest good and full happiness, out of which thou

madest me a present of that inference, that no man shall be happy unless

he be also a God. Again thou toldest me that the form of goodness is the

substance of God and of blessedness, and that unity is the same with

goodness, because it is desired by the nature of all things; thou didst

also dispute that God governeth the whole world with the helm of

goodness, and that all things obey willingly, and that there is no

nature of evil, and thou didst explicate all these things with no

foreign or far-fetched proofs, but with those which were proper and

drawn from inward principles, the one confirming the other."

"We neither play nor mock," quoth she, "and we have finished the

greatest matter that can be by the assistance of God, whose aid we

implored in the beginning. For such is the form of the Divine substance

that it is neither divided into outward things, nor receiveth any such

into itself, but as Parmenides saith of it:

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