CHAPTER XII 



TOWARDS INFINITY 



Go, speed the stars of thought 



On to their shining goals. Emerson. 



God has placed no limits to the exercise of the intellect He has 

 given us on this side of the grave. Francis Bacon. 



The heavens are calling you, and wheel around you, 



Displaying to you their eternal beauties, 



And still your eye is looking on the ground. Dante. 



A thorough advocate in a just course, a penetrating mathe- 

 matician facing the starry heavens, both alike bear the 

 semblance of divinity. Goethe. 



Trees in their blooming, 

 Tides in their flowing , 

 Stars in their circling 



Tremble with song. 

 God on His throne is 

 Eldest of poets : 

 Unto His measures 



Moveth the whole. W. \Yatson. 



WHEN the stars sparkle upon the azure canopy of heaven, 

 the human mind seeks silence and solitude to contem- 

 plate them. It is upon such an occasion that man realises 

 he is face to face with infinity ; and, as his soul is uplifted, 

 a sense of helplessness fills him, and the spirit of David 

 makes him ask of his Creator, " What is man, that thou 

 art mindful of him ? and the son of man, that thou 

 visit est him ? " 



