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On reviewing my subject, by the light which this argument, and others of like tendency, threw upon it,' I was more inclined than ever to pursue it, as it appeared to me to strike directly at the main root of all our infidelity. In the following pages it is, accordingly, pursued at large ; and some arguments for immortality, new at least to me, are ventured on in them. There also the writer has made an attempt to set the grofs abfurdities and horrors of annihilation in a fuller and more affecting view, than is (I think) to be met with elsewhere.
The gentlemen, for whose fake this attempt was chiefly made, profess great admiration for the wisdom
of heathen antiquity : what pity it is they are not fin<cere! If they were sincere, how would it mortify them to consider, with what 'contempt and abhorrence their notions would have been received by those whom they fo much admire! What degree of contempt and abhorrence would fall to their share, may be.conje&tured by the following matter of fact (in my opinion) extremely memorable. Of all their heathen worthies, Socrates (it is well known) was the most guarded, difpassionate, and compofed : yet this great master of temper was-angry; and angry at his last hour; and angry with his friend ; and angry for what 'deferved acknowledgement; angry for a right and tender instance of true friendship towards him. Is not this surprising? What "could be the caufe? The cause was for his honour; it was a truly noble, though, perhaps, a too punctilious, regard for immortality: for his friend