“2043. He that advised thee not to let the Sun set in thine anger, did not command thee to trust a deceiving Enemy next Morning.”

—  Thomas Fuller (writer)

Introductio ad prudentiam: Part II (1727)

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British physician, preacher, and intellectual 1654–1734

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