First, then, I say, the mind which oft we call 
The intellect, wherein is seated life's 
Counsel and regimen, is part no less 
Of man than hand and foot and eyes are parts 
Of one whole breathing creature. But some hold 
That sense of mind is in no fixed part seated, 
But is of body some one vital state,- 
Named "harmony" by Greeks, because thereby 
We live with sense, though intellect be not 
In any part: as oft the body is said 
To have good health (when health, however, 's not 
One part of him who has it), so they place 
The sense of mind in no fixed part of man. 
Mightily, diversly, meseems they err. 
Often the body palpable and seen 
Sickens, while yet in some invisible part 
We feel a pleasure; oft the other way, 
A miserable in mind feels pleasure still 
Throughout his body- quite the same as when 
A foot may pain without a pain in head. 
Besides, when these our limbs are given o'er 
To gentle sleep and lies the burdened frame 
At random void of sense, a something else 
Is yet within us, which upon that time 
Bestirs itself in many a wise, receiving 
All motions of joy and phantom cares of heart. 
Now, for to see that in man's members dwells 
Also the soul, and body ne'er is wont 
To feel sensation by a "harmony" 
Take this in chief: the fact that life remains 
Oft in our limbs, when much of body's gone; 
Yet that same life, when particles of heat, 
Though few, have scattered been, and through the mouth 
Air has been given forth abroad, forthwith 
Forever deserts the veins, and leaves the bones. 
Thus mayst thou know that not all particles 
Perform like parts, nor in like manner all 
Are props of weal and safety: rather those- 
The seeds of wind and exhalations warm- 
Take care that in our members life remains. 
Therefore a vital heat and wind there is 
Within the very body, which at death 
Deserts our frames. And so, since nature of mind 
And even of soul is found to be, as 'twere, 
A part of man, give over "harmony"- 
Name to musicians brought from Helicon,- 
Unless themselves they filched it otherwise, 
To serve for what was lacking name till then. 
Whate'er it be, they're welcome to it- thou, 
Hearken my other maxims. 
Mind and soul, 
I say, are held conjoined one with other, 
And form one single nature of themselves; 
But chief and regnant through the frame entire 
Is still that counsel which we call the mind, 
And that cleaves seated in the midmost breast. 
Here leap dismay and terror; round these haunts 
Be blandishments of joys; and therefore here 
The intellect, the mind. The rest of soul, 
Throughout the body scattered, but obeys- 
Moved by the nod and motion of the mind. 
This, for itself, sole through itself, hath thought; 
This for itself hath mirth, even when the thing 
That moves it, moves nor soul nor body at all. 
And as, when head or eye in us is smit 
By assailing pain, we are not tortured then 
Through all the body, so the mind alone 
Is sometimes smitten, or livens with a joy, 
Whilst yet the soul's remainder through the limbs 
And through the frame is stirred by nothing new. 
But when the mind is moved by shock more fierce, 
We mark the whole soul suffering all at once 
Along man's members: sweats and pallors spread 
Over the body, and the tongue is broken, 
And fails the voice away, and ring the ears, 
Mists blind the eyeballs, and the joints collapse,- 
Aye, men drop dead from terror of the mind. 
Hence, whoso will can readily remark 
That soul conjoined is with mind, and, when 
'Tis strook by influence of the mind, forthwith 
In turn it hits and drives the body too. 

And this same argument establisheth 
That nature of mind and soul corporeal is: 
For when 'tis seen to drive the members on, 
To snatch from sleep the body, and to change 
The countenance, and the whole state of man 
To rule and turn,- what yet could never be 
Sans contact, and sans body contact fails- 
Must we not grant that mind and soul consist 
Of a corporeal nature?- And besides 
Thou markst that likewise with this body of ours 
Suffers the mind and with our body feels. 
If the dire speed of spear that cleaves the bones 
And bares the inner thews hits not the life, 
Yet follows a fainting and a foul collapse, 
And, on the ground, dazed tumult in the mind, 
And whiles a wavering will to rise afoot. 
So nature of mind must be corporeal, since 
From stroke and spear corporeal 'tis in throes. 
Now, of what body, what components formed 
Is this same mind I will go on to tell. 
First, I aver, 'tis superfine, composed 
Of tiniest particles- that such the fact 
Thou canst perceive, if thou attend, from this: 
Nothing is seen to happen with such speed 
As what the mind proposes and begins; 
Therefore