Astronomy has corrected this delusion of human vanity; and man now reluctantly confesses that the stars are worlds larger and more glorious than his own,--that the earth on which he crawls is a scarce visible speck on the vast chart of creation.

But in the small as in the vast, God is equally profuse of life.

The traveller looks upon the tree, and fancies its boughs were formed for his shelter in the summer sun, or his fuel in the winter frosts.

But in each leaf of these boughs the Creator has made a world; it swarms with innumerable races.
Each drop of the water in yon moat is an orb more populous than a kingdom is of men.

Everywhere, then, in this immense design, science brings new life to light.