The historical repugnancetowomanhas a rational basis: disgust is reason's proper response to the grossness of procreative nature.
In Reason's ear they all rejoice, And utter forth a glorious voice, For ever singing, as they shine: 'The hand that made us is divine.'joseph addison
All nature is but art, unknown to thee; All chance, direction, which thou canst not see; All discord, harmony, not understood; All partial evil, universal good: And, spite of Pride, in erring Reason's spite, One truth is clear,'Whatever Is, is.'Alexander Pope
Woe to the youth whom Fancy gains, Winning from Reason's hand the reins, Pity and woe! for such a mind Is soft, contemplative, and kind.walter scott
Reason's whole pleasure, all the joys of Sense, Lie in three words, Health, Peace, and Competence. But Health consists with Temperance alone, And Peace, oh Virtue! Peace is all thy own.Alexander Pope
Moderate sorrow Fits vulgar love, and for a vulgar man: But I have lov'd with such transcendent passion, I soar'd, at first, quite out of Reason's view, And now am lost above it.john dryden
Thus Belial with words clothed in Reason's garb Counselled ignoble ease, and peaceful sloth, Not peace.john milton
Dim as the borrowed beams of moon and stars To lonely, weary, wandering travellers Is reason to the soul; and as on high Those rolling fires discover but the sky Not light us here, so Reason's glimmering ray Was lent, not to assure our doubtful way, But guide us upward to a better day: And as those nightly tapers disappear When day's bright lord ascends our hemisphere, So pale grows reason at religion's sight, So dies, and so dissolves in supernatural light.john dryden
But, as it is, this pied collection begs your indulgence it's been spun from threads both sad and humoristic, themes popular or idealistic, products of carefree hours, of fun, of sleeplessness, faint inspirations, of powers unripe, or on the wane, of Reason's icy intimations, and records of a heart in pain.aleksandr pushkin
But, as it is, this pied collection begs your indulgence it's been spun from threads both sad and humoristic, themes popular or idealistic, products of carefree hours, of fun, of sleeplessness, faint inspirations, of powers unripe, or on the wane, of Reason's icy intimations, and records of a heart in pain.
I know not why I love this youth; and I have heard you say, Love's Reason's without reason.
Temperance is Reason's girdle and passion's bridle, the strength of the soul, and the foundation of virtue.
If I could think how these my thoughts to leave, Or thinking still, my thoughts might have good end: If rebel sense would Reason's law receive; Or reason foil'd would not in vain contend: Then might I think what thoughts were best to think: Then might I wisely swim, or gladly sink.