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Fifteen Sermons Preached at the Rolls Chapel & The Analogy of Religion

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Joseph Butler
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Joseph Butler was an influential British philosopher, born on May 18, 1692, and died on June 16, 1752. He is known for his moral philosophy and theological works, particularly his 'Analogy of Religion' and 'Philosophical Essays'. more

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