" I TELL thee that those living things, 

 To whom the fragile blade of grass, 



That springeth in the mom 



And perisheth ere noon, 



Is an unbounded world — 

 I tell thee that those viewless beings, 

 WTiose mansion is the smallest particle 

 Of the impassive atmosphere. 



Enjoy and live like man ; 



And the minutest throb 

 That through their frame diffuses 



The slightest, faintest motion. 



Is fixed, and indispensable, 



As the majestic laws 

 That rule yon rolling orbs." 



Shelley. 



