In everything that relates to science, I am a whole Encyclopaedia behind the rest of the world.
In everything that relates to science, I am a whole Encyclopaedia behind the rest of the world.
This world is all a fleeting show, For man's illusion given The smiles of joy, the tears of woe, Deceitful shine, deceitful flow, There 's nothing true but Heaven.
Here cometh April again, and as far as I can see the world hath more fools in it than ever.
We see the world not as it is, but as we are.
What a dead thing is a clock, with its ponderous embowelments of lead and brass, its pert or solemn dullness of communication, compared with the simple altar-like structure and silent heart-language of the old sundials It stood as the garden god of Christian gardens. Why is it almost everywhere vanished If its business-use be superseded by more elaborate inventions, its moral uses, its beauty, might have pleaded for its continuance. It spoke of moderate labours, of pleasures not protracted after sunset, of temperance, and good hours. It was the primitive clock, the horologue of the first world. Adam could scare have missed it in Paradise.
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