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how can our Imagination ſet any Bounds to it?
To return therefore to my firſt Thought, I could not but look upon my ſelf with ſecret Horrour as a Being, that was not worth the ſmalleſt Regard of one who had ſo great a Work under his Care and ſuperintendency, I was afraid of being overlooked amidſt the Immenſity of Nature, and loſt among that infinite Variety of Creatures; which in all Probability ſwarm through all the immeaſurable Regions of Matter.
In Order to recover myſelf from this mortifying Thought, I conſidered that it took its Riſe from thoſe narrow Conceptions, which we are apt to entertain of the Divine Nature. We ourſelves cannot attend to many different Objects at the ſame Time. If we are careful to inſpect ſome things, we muſt of courſe neglect others. This Imperfection which we obſerve in ourselves, is an Imperfection that cleaves in some Degree to Creatures of the higheſt Capacities as they are Creatures, that is, Beings of finite and limated Natures. The Presence of every created Being is confined to a certain Measure of Space, and consequently his observation is ſtinted to a certain Number of Objects. The sphere in which we move, and act, and underſtand, is of a wider Circumference to one Creature than another, according as we rise one above another in the
