ship
sailing heedless by. So like the undiscovered pearls of the ocean's
bed, the universe holds an exhaustless store of thoughts and truths for
those who come after the discoverers of this age. Thought runs in
grooves and the grooves outlast many generations; scarcely in a cycle
does one look over the ridge and find a species foreign to the rut.
Within
the walls which the past builds for the present it is more easy to
adopt than to bring forth, and so the ancient metaphors, age after age,
are with some changes of raiment thrown back upon the world again. But
in this new era of acquisition, while this sea-gem is again lifted to
the serene heights of most exalted favor, perhaps it will not only
shine upon the persons of the fair, but adorn, in simile and metaphor
as beautiful as the old, the pages of romance and poetry.