too bright rays of the sun, and expanding to take in the soft beams of the moon! Then, too, the eye-lid, with its graceful fringe, to shut up and cover the whole, in the sweet sleep of night!
Consider the tongue, too,—that little instrument, which, small as it is, is able to sway a multitude hither and thither, on its point, as it were, and move the world in speech; and then again, with its faculty of taste, nicely distinguishing between simples, and analyzing compounds;—for the sound-minded, choosing good food and rejecting bad,—and for the epicure, with a cultivated and perverted delicacy of discernment, informing him with infallible certainty, whether the wines he is tasting grew in France or Germany, on the Upper or Lower Rhine, on the north side of a hill, or on the south. So ably and skilfully does this little organ perform its double office.
But to go into particulars were endless. Every organ of the body is so admirably constructed and contrived, that, to the observant and intelligent mind, a degree of wisdom and skill, not less than Infinite and Divine, is every where apparent in its formation; so that, regarding man merely as to his material part, which is yet but the instrument and clothing of the real man, the immortal spirit,—we are constantly moved to exclaim, in the language of the Psalmist, "I will praise thee, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made."
And now, our walk is ended, and we have reached home. Let us go into the library, and from this, as from a centre, survey the world. On the wings of these books, we can fly to the corners of the earth,—
