166 The Microscope. 



AT THE MICROSCOPE. 



MABY H. AVIIEELER. 



When the busy day is over, 



And the people are at rest, 

 When the dew, is on the clover 



And the birds are in the nest, 

 Then by inicroscoinc table. 



Lenses good and lamp in place, 

 Happy they who may be able 



Nature's dainty work to trace ; 



O'er the Diatom to ponder, 



JNIoving slowly to and fro. 

 And to see with silent wonder 



The Ama-ba onward go ; 

 To behold the Vorticella 



Cleave in tAvain and separate, 

 Or to watch in TerebeUa 



How the fluids circulate ; 



There to see the fair Eiiplotes 



On swift cilia jiass by. 

 Or enclosed within Lojcodes 



How refractive Ijodies lie ; 

 View the Battnlns lunaris, 



With his tail-like toe atilt ; 

 And how Rotifer vulgaris 



Like a telescope is built ; 



Learn how Nature's hand arranges 



Every cell to tit its place. 

 And the protoplasmic changes 



Through the varied tissues trace ^ 

 Look within the Protococcus 



Where the chlorophyll abides, 

 Or with nicer care to focus 



Where the bad bacillus hides ; 



Then the busy brain is sending 



Mental pseudopodia out, 

 Which around each object bending 



Gather truth from fields of doubt. 

 Happy hour for those discerning, 



No intruder to molest, 

 When the evening lamp is burning, 



And the noisv world's at rest. 



