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Chapter 2 - Poverty -
From Poverty by James Platt

Page 44 Poverty

slaves of an estate were all crammed together. In the eyes of the lord, but one family was visible; his tribe was a multitude of people "who rose and lay down together .... who ate together of the same bread, and drank out of the same mug." Women were held of little worth among these boorish masses, in this medley of men and herds. They were animals, whose great pleasure lay in deeds of outrage, in striking and making women weep. "Even in the seventeenth century, the great ladies died with laughing

 
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Poverty - by James Platt

when the Duke of Lorraine told them how, in peaceful villages, his people went about hanging and torturing all the women, even to the old .... In the twelfth century, wives and daughters were not allowed to be good and wise; they had no right to be held in any respect. Their honour was not their own. Serfs of the body - such was the cruel phrase cast for ever in their teeth" (Michelet.) The Middle Ages were a cruel, an accursed time - a time big with despair. The last thing the poor cared for was to heighten their poverty, to bring one more wretch into the world, to give another serf to their lord. What changed all this? what caused this living hell to give signs of the prospect of heaven ? "It was the advent of Reason." By means of Kepler, of Galileo, Descartes, Newton, there was in the seventeenth- century triumphantly enthroned the reasonable dogma of faith in the unchangeable laws of nature. Miracle for the time dared no longer show itself, or, when it did dare, it was hissed down. In other and better words, the fantastic miracles of mere whim had vanished, and in their stead was seen the mighty miracle of a the universe more regular and, therefore, more divine. Men once again had faith in God, saw that He lives - aye, and lives harmonious - in the grand stability of laws that govern alike the stars and the deep-hidden mystery of life. Naturally, the old superstitious die hard, but one by one, they must succumb to Reason. The anti-natural is growing dim, nor is the day far off when its eclipse will bring back daylight to the earth, and men I will at last understand what God is, when they see what the world might be.

© Peter Smith 2008