A History Of The Warfare Of Science With Theology In Christendom
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full text: A HISTORY OF THE WARFARE OF SCIENCE WITH THEOLOGY IN CHRISTENDOM, by ANDREW DICKSON WHITE. Digitized by Cardinalis Etext Press, C.E.K. Posted to Wiretap in July 1993, as wartheo.txt. The table of contents may still contain some errors, thought the body should be relatively free of them. Footnotes and index are not included, but their markings have been retained with page # references: [#] for volume I, and [[#]] for those in volume II. This text is in the PUBLIC DOMAIN. A HISTORY OF THE WARFARE OF SCIENCE WITH THEOLOGY IN CHRISTENDOM BY ANDREW DICKSON WHITE LL.D. (YALE), L.H.D. (COLUMBIA), PH.DR. (JENA) LATE PRESIDENT AND PROFESSOR OF HISTORY AT CORNELL UNIVERSITY TWO VOLUMES COMBINED NEW YORK D. APPLETON AND COMPANY 1898 COPYRIGHT, 1896 BY D. APPLETON AND COMPANY. To the Memory of EZRA CORNELL I DEDICATE THIS BOOK. Thoughts that great hearts once broke for, we Breathe cheaply in the common air.--LOWELL Dicipulus est prioris posterior dies.--PUBLIUS SYRUS Truth is the daughter of Time.--BACON The Truth shall make you free.--ST. JOHN, viii, 32. INTRODUCTION MY book is ready for the printer, and as I begin this preface my eye lights upon the crowd of Russian peasants at work on the Neva under my windows. With pick and shovel they are letting the rays of the April sun into the great ice barrier which binds together the modern quays and the old granite fortress where lie the bones of the Romanoff Czars. This barrier is already weakened; it is widely decayed, in many places thin, and everywhere treacherous; but it is, as a whole, so broad, so crystallized about old boulders, so imbedded in shallows, so wedged into crannies on either shore, that it is a great danger. The waters from thousands of swollen streamlets above are pressing behind it; wreckage and refuse are piling up against it; every one knows that it must yield. But there is danger that it may resist the pressure too long and break suddenly, wrenching even the granite quays from their foundations, bringing des…