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The Natural History of Ants . Page 294 The fame Subječt continued

i. . 300 Learning a proper Ingredient in the Education of a Woman of Quality or Fortune

305 On Calumny

309 The active and speculative Parts of Mankind compared

311. On the pursuit of Fame

317 The fame Subject continued The fame Subjeet continued An Allegory on One's self The Shepherd and the Philosopher

334 The Countryman and Jupiter. i. The Pack-Horse and the Carrier

340 The Youth and the Philosopher An Elegy written in a Country Church Yard 344 The Story of Palemon and Lavinia..

347 Virgil's Tomb

- 350 Song for Ranelagh Elegy. Defcribing the Sorrow of an ingenuous Mind, on · the melancholy Event of a licentious Amour, 355A Pastoral Ballad, in four Parts Virtue alone constitutes Happiness The Paris Clerk Few happy Matches

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MORAL MISCELLANY,

On the Omniscience and Omnipresence of the Deity, together with the Immenhty of his works.

[Spect. No. 565.1

T WAS yesterday about fun-fet walking in the open . fields, 'till the night insensibly fell upon me. I

I at first amused my self with all the richness and va. riety of colours, which appeared in the western parts of heaven: in proportion as they faded away and went out, feveral stars and planets appeared, one after an. other, 'till the whole firmament was in a glow. The blueness of the æther was exceedingly heightened and enlivened by the season of the year, and by the rays of all those luminaries that passed through it. The Ga{axy appeared in its most beautiful white. To complete the scene, the full moon rore at length in that clouded majesty, which Milton takes notice of, and opened to the eye a new picture of nature, which was more finely thaded, and disposed among softer lights, than that which the sun had before discovered to us.

As I was surveying the moon walking in her bright. Dels and taking her progress among the constellations e thought role in me which I believe very often perplexes and disturbs men of serious and contemplative natures. David himself fell into it in that reflection, When I consider the bea:vens the work of thy fingers, the moon and the stars which thou haft ordained; what is man that thou art mindful of him, and the font of man that thox regardest him! In the same manner when I considered that infinite host of fars, or, to speak more philosophia cally, of suns, which were then thining upon mne, with

those those innumerable sets of planets or worlds, which were moving round their respective suns; when I still enlarged the idea, and supposed another heaven of suns and worlds rising ftill above this which we discovered, and these still enlightened by a superior firmament of

uminaries, which are planted at so great a distance, that they may appear to the inhabitants of the former as the itars do to us; in short, while I pursued this thought, I could not but reflect on that little infignificant figure which I myself bore amidst the immensity of God's works.

Were the fun, which enlightens this part of the creation, with all the host of planetary worlds that move about him, utterly extinguished and annihilated, they would not be missed, more than a grain of sand, upon the sea fhore. The space they possess is so exceedingly little in comparison of the whole, that it would scarce make a blank in the creation. The chasm would be imperceptible to an eye, that could take in the whole compass of nature, and pass from one end of the creation to the other ; as it is possible there may be such a sense in ourselves hereafter, or in creatures which are at present more exalted than ourselves. We see many stars.by the help of glasses, which we do not discover with our naked eyes; and the finer our tele. fcopes are, the more still are our discoveries. Huygea nius carries this thought so far, that he does not think it impossible chere may be stars whose light is not yet travelled down to us, since their first creation. There is no question but the universe has certain bounds set to it; but when we consider that it is the work of infinite power, prompted by infinite goodness, with an infinite space to exert itself in, how can our imagina. tion set any bounds to its

To return, therefore, to my first thought, I could not but look upon myself with secret horror, as a being that was not worth the smallest regard of one who had so great a work under his care and superintendency. I was afraid of being overlooked amidst the immensity of nature, and loft among that infinite 'va

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