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which he doth perfectly know? what herb or flower, or worm that he treads on, is there whose true essence he knoweth! no, not so much as what is in his own bosom; what it is, where it is, or whence it is, that gives being to himself. But, for those things which concern the best world he doth not so much as confusedly see them; neither knoweth whether they be. He sees no whit into the great and awful majesty of God. He discerns him not in all his creatures, filling the world with his infinite and glorious presence. He sees not his wise providence, overruling all things, disposing all casual events, ordering all sinful actions of men to his own glory.* As travellers in a foreign country make every sight lesson; so ought we in this our pilgrimage. Thou seest the heaven rolling above thine head, in a constant and unmoveable motion; the stars so overlooking one another, that the greatest show little, and the least greatest, all glorious; the air full of the bottles of rain, or fleeces of snow, or divers forms of fiery exhalations; the sea, under one uniform face, full of strange and monstrous shapes beneath; the earth so adorned with variety of plants, that thou canst not but tread on many at once with every foot; besides the store of creatures that fly above it, walk upon it, live in it. Thou idle truant, dost thou learn nothing of so many masters ? +
* Century ii. 82.
Art of Divine Meditation, chap. iv.
THE HAPPY MAN,
Tuat hath learned to read himself more than all
* Its no in titles nor in rank;
To purchase peace and rest ;
either multiply, or substract at pleasure. He can
Its no in making muckle mair :
To make us truly blest;
And centre in the breast,
Could make us happy lang ;
That makes us right or wrang.
Excursion, 4to. 240. This truth then ought to be deeply printed in minds studious of wisdom and their own content, that they bear their happiness or unhappiness within their breast; and that all outward things have a right and a wrong handle : he that
see state in the attendance of one servant: as one that hath learned a man's greatness or baseness is in himself; and in this he may even contest with the proud, that he thinks his own the best. Or if
takes them by the right handle, finds them good; he that takes them by the wrong indiscreetly, finds them evil. Take a knife by the haft it will serve you, take it by the edge it will cut you. There is no good thing but is mingled with evil: There is no evil but some good enters into the composition. The same truth holds, in all persons, actions, and events. Out of the worst a well composed mind endowed with the grace of God, may extract good, with no other chymistry than piety, wisdom, and serenity. It lieth in us, as we incline our minds, to be pleased or displeased with most things of the world. One that has fed his eyes with the rich prospect of delicate countries, as Lombardy, Anjou, where all the beauties and dainties of nature are assembled, will another time take no less delight in a wild and rugged prospect of high bare mountains, and fifty stories of steep rocks, as about the grand Chartreuse, and the bottom of Ardennes, where the very horror contributes to the delectation. If I have been delighted to see the trees of my orchard, in the spring blossomed, in summer shady, in autumn hung with fruit; I will delight again, after the fall of the leaf, to see through my trees new prospects which the bushy boughs hid before; and will be pleased with the sight of the snow candied about the branches, as the flowers of the season.
These symptoms of a rising reputation gave me encouragement, as I was ever more disposed to see the favourable than
he must be outwardly great, he can but turn the other end of the glass, and make his stately manor a low and straight cottage; and in all his costly furniture he can see not richness but use. He
the unfavourable side of things, a turn of mind which it is more happy to possess, than to be born to an estate of ten thousand a year.-HUME's Life of Himself.
We are not here, as those angels, celestial powers and bodies, sun and moon, to finish our course without all offence, with such constancy, to continue for so many ages; but subject to such infirmities, miseries, interrupted, tossed and tumbled up and down, carried about with every small blast, often molested and disquieted upon each slender occasion, uncertain, brittle; and so is all that we trust unto. And he that knows not this, and is not armed to endure it, is not fit to live in this world (as one condoles our time); he knows not the condition of it, where with a reciprocal tye, pleasure and pain are still united, and succeed one another in a ring.
Some look at the black clouds, others at the blue sky. Some look through the clouds. See number 126 of the World. Arachne collecting poison from the fairest flowers; and Melissa gathering honey from every weed.
THE FRENCH PEASANT.
A peasant of the true French breed
And filled with onions, sav'ry load.
Singing a Gascon roundelay:
The spiteful wind th' advantage took,
The wheels fly up, the onions swim.
At one rude blast all puffed away.