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and if I can only walk with sufficient careless¬ 
ness, I am sure to be filled. 
March 2, 1840. Love is the burden of all 
nature’s odes, the song of the birds is an epi- 
thalamium, a hymeneal. The marriage of the 
flowers spots the meadows and fringes the 
hedges with pearls and diamonds. In the deep 
water, in the high air, in woods and pastures, 
and the bowels of the earth, this is the employ¬ 
ment and condition of all things. 
March 2, 1852. If the sciences are protected 
from being carried by assault by a palisade 
or chevaux-de-frise of technical terms, so also 
the learned man may ensconce himself, and 
conceal his little true knowledge behind hard 
names. Perhaps the value of any statement 
may be increased by its susceptibility of being 
expressed in popular language. The greatest 
discoveries can be reported in the newspapers. 
I thought it was a great advantage both to 
speakers and hearers, when, at the meetings of 
scientific gentlemen at the Marlborough Chapel, 
the representatives of one department of science 
were required to speak intelligibly to those of 
other departments ; therefore dispensing with 
the most peculiarly technical terms. A man 
may be permitted to state a very meagre truth 
to a fellow-student using technical terms, but 
when he stands up before the mass of men he 
