the vulgar and common sort, and the third of good and wise men.
The wicked and bad sort then, while they dread any kind of divine
vengeance and punishment at all, and are by this deterred from
doing mischief, and thereby enjoy the greater quiet, will live both
in more pleasure and in less disturbance for it. And Epicurus is of
opinion that the only proper means to keep men from doing ill is
the fear of punishments. So that we should cram them with more and
more superstition still, and raise up against them terrors, chasms,
frights, and surmises, both from heaven and earth, if their being
amazed with such things as these will make them become the more
tame and gentle. For it is more for their benefit to be restrained
from criminal actions by the fear of what comes after death, than
to commit them and then to live in perpetual danger and fear.

As to the vulgar sort, besides their fear of what is in hell, the
hope they have conceived of an eternity from the tales and fictions
of the ancients, and their great desire of being, which is both the
first and the strongest of all, exceed in pleasure and sweet
content of mind that childish dread. And therefore, when they lose
their children, wives, or friends, they would rather have them be
somewhere and still remain, though in misery, than that they should
be quite destroyed, dissolved, and reduced to nothing. And they
are pleased when they hear it said of a dying person, that he goes
away or departs, and such other words as intimate death to be the
soul's remove and not destruction. And they sometimes speak thus:

But I'll even there think on my dearest friend;
("Iliad," xxii. 390.)

and thus:--