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THE BOG. 



Whether we look at the giant Oak, or examine 

 the construction of the minute air-vessels in yonder 

 seemingly worthless weed, we shall not fail to dis- 

 cover that all things are equally fitted by Him to 

 the purposes for which they were created. Magni- 

 tude and duration do not ennoble anything in the 

 sight of Him that inhabiteth eternity. 



Beneath Thy all-directing nod, 

 Both worlds and worms are equal, God ! 

 Thy hand the comets' orbits drew, 

 And lighted yonder glow-worm too ; 

 Thou didst the dome of heaven huild up, 

 And form'dst yon Snow-drop's silver cup. 



BOWRING. 



