And what of theories about religion or the flatness of the Earth?
To Be Kept In The Librarian's Poison Cupboard by Theresa C. Newbill
Beyond the shackles of practical morality
the emancipated consciences of the faithful
speak
that the dove above the head of Bacchus
was in fact the first-begotten love.
Antiquity humanized the serpent and the bull;
She as water in nature, the parent of all things,
He as fire, the primary essence of the active male,
forever mapping the differences between them.
Discourses of profound judgment, acuteness, and erudition
unfolded theories of hoary truths unusual and sometimes
questionable in groping, fumbling evidence and approach.
Blessed with seeing and studying emanations of genius
Rowbotham emerges to prove his eminent usefulness refuting the roundness of the Earth.
Candid is my view that the point is of no importance for I take practical lessons in taste from Hume that all principals on the division of the sublime exist merely in the mind which contemplates them.
To me the Earth is but landscape full of visible qualities
of picturesque beauty that separates all from others with unison of sympathy and harmony of cause and effect.
