It's a real indictment of the state of health services in the
sixteenth-century that people like Spenser, suffering from "a certaine
enthousiasmos", were left untreated.
How much better if Freud could have shown him the errors in his
"Weltanshauung"! And could he not have learned, from the likes of
Heidegger, that his attempt to break free from medieval philosophy was a
mistake? Then he could have spent his life, most usefully, reading Ricoeur
and Lacan - and finding them tarred with the same brush.
Unfortunately the sixteenth-century lacked a cure for the disease of poetry.
Andy
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