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249524962497249824992500250125022503250425052506250725082509251025112512251325142515The wisest man preaches
no
doctrines; he
has
no
scheme; he sees
no
rafter, not even a cobweb, against the heavens. It is clear
sky. If I ever see more clearly at one
time
than at another, the
medium through which I see is clearer. To see from earth to
heaven, and see there standing, still a fixture, that old Jewish
scheme! What right have you to hold up this obstacle to
my
understanding you, to your understanding me! You did not invent
it; it was imposed on you. Examine your authority. Even Christ,
we fear, had his scheme, his conformity to tradition, which
slightly vitiates his teaching. He had not swallowed all
formulas. He preached some mere doctrines. As
for
me, Abraham,
Isaac, and Jacob are now only the subtilest imaginable essences,
which would not stain the morning sky. Your scheme must be the
framework of the universe; all other schemes will soon be ruins.
The perfect God in his revelations of himself
has
never got to
the
length
of one such proposition as you, his prophets, state.
Have you learned the alphabet of heaven and can count three? Do
you know the number of God's family? Can you put mysteries into
words? Do you presume to fable of the ineffable? Pray, what
geographer are you, that speak of heaven's topography? Whose
friend are you that speak of God's personality? Do you, Miles
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698569866987698869896990699169926993699469956996699769986999700070017002700370047005imputed to his years; and presently, muttering to himself, he
proceeded to collect his cows in a neighboring pasture; and
when
he had again returned near to the wayside, he suddenly stopped,
while
his cows went on
before
, and, uncovering his head, prayed
aloud in the cool morning air, as
if
he had forgotten this
exercise
before
,
for
his daily bread, and also that He who
letteth his rain fall on the just and on the unjust, and without
whom not a sparrow falleth to the ground, would not neglect the
stranger (meaning me), and
with
even more direct and personal
applications, though mainly according to the long-established
formula common to lowlanders and the inhabitants of mountains.
When he had done praying, I made bold to ask him
if
he had any
cheese in his hut which he would sell me, but he answered without
looking up, and in the same low and repulsive voice as
before
,
that they did not make any, and went to milking. It is written,
"The stranger who turneth away from a house
with
disappointed
hopes, leaveth there his own offences, and departeth, taking
with
him all the good actions of the owner."
Being now fairly in the stream of this week's commerce, we began
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121031210412105121061210712108121091211012111121121211312114121151211612117121181211912120121211212212123blood and the warm colors of life. They prefer the partial
statement because it fits and measures them and their commodities
best. But science still
exists
everywhere as the sealer of
weights and measures at least.
We have heard much about the poetry of mathematics, but very
little of it
has
yet been sung. The ancients had a juster notion
of their poetic value than we. The most distinct and beautiful
statement of any truth must take at
last
the mathematical form.
We might so simplify the rules of moral philosophy, as well as of
arithmetic, that one formula would express them both. All the
moral laws are readily translated into natural philosophy,
for
often we have only to restore the primitive meaning of the words
by which they are expressed, or to attend to their literal
instead of their metaphorical sense. They are already
_supernatural_ philosophy. The whole body of what is now called
moral or ethical truth existed in the golden age as abstract
science. Or,
if
we prefer, we may
say
that the laws of Nature
are the purest morality. The Tree of Knowledge is a Tree of
Knowledge of good and evil. He is not a true man of science who
does not bring some sympathy to his studies, and expect to learn
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905906907908909910911912913914915916917918919920921922923924925this puts an infinitely worse face on the matter, and suggests,
beside, that probably not even the other three succeed in saving their
souls, but are perchance bankrupt in a worse sense than they who
fail honestly. Bankruptcy and repudiation are the springboards from
which much of
our
civilization vaults and turns its somersets, but the
savage stands on the unelastic plank of famine. Yet the Middlesex
Cattle Show goes off here
with
eclat annually, as
if
all the joints of
the agricultural machine were suent.
The farmer is endeavoring to solve the problem of a livelihood by
a formula more complicated than the problem itself. To get his
shoestrings he speculates in herds of cattle. With consummate skill he
has
set his trap
with
a hair springe to
catch
comfort and
independence, and then, as he turned away, got his own leg into it.
This is the reason he is poor; and
for
a similar reason we are all
poor in respect to a thousand savage comforts, though surrounded by
luxuries. As Chapman sings,
"The false society of men-
-
for
earthly greatness
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Of five coves, three, or all which had been sounded, were observed
to have a bar quite across their mouths and deeper water within, so
that the bay tended to be an expansion of water within the land not
only horizontally but vertically, and to form a basin or independent
pond, the direction of the two capes showing the course of the bar.
Every harbor on the sea-coast, also,
has
its bar at its entrance. In
proportion as the mouth of the cove was wider compared
with
its
length
, the water over the bar was deeper compared
with
that in the
basin. Given, then, the
length
and breadth of the cove, and the
character of the surrounding shore, and you have almost elements
enough to make out a formula
for
all cases.
In order to see how nearly I could guess,
with
this experience, at
the deepest point in a pond, by observing the outlines of a surface
and the character of its shores alone, I made a plan of White Pond,
which contains about forty-one acres, and, like this,
has
no
island in
it, nor any visible inlet or outlet; and as the line of greatest
breadth fell very near the line of least breadth, where two opposite
capes approached
each
other and two opposite bays receded, I
ventured to mark a point a short distance from the latter line, but
still on the line of greatest
length
, as the deepest. The deepest part
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