But tho' past all diffus'd, without a Shore His Essence; _local_ is his Throne, (as meet) To gather the disperst, (as Standards call The listed from afar) to fix a Point; A central Point, collective of his Suns, Since finite ev'ry Nature, but his own. Dr. _Young_. And farther since without any Impiety; since as the Creation is, so is the Creator also magnified, we may conclude in Consequence of an Infinity, and an infinite all-active Power; that as the visible Creation is supposed to be full of siderial Systems and planetary Worlds, so on, in like similar Manner, the endless Immensity is an unlimited Plenum of Creations not unlike the known Universe. See _Plate_ XXXI. which you may if you please, call a partial View of Immensity, or without much Impropriety perhaps, a finite View of Infinity, and all these together, probably diversified; as at A, B and C. in _Plate_ XXXII. which represents their Sections, if all may be a proper Term for an infinite or indefinite Number, we may justly imagine to be the Object of that incomprehensible Being, which alone and in himself comprehends and constitutes supreme Perfection. That this in all Probability may be the real Case, is in some Degree made evident by the many cloudy Spots, just perceivable by us, as far without our starry Regions, in which tho' visibly luminous Spaces, no one Star or particular constituent Body can possibly be distinguished; those in all likelihood may be external Creation, bordering upon the known one, too remote for even our Telescopes to reach. With the raptur'd Poet may we not justly say O, what a Root! O what a Branch is here! O what a Father! what a Family! Worlds! Systems! and Creations! And in Consequence of this In an Eternity, what Scenes shall strike? Adventures thicken? Novelties surprize? What Webs of Wonder shall unravel there? _Night Thoughts._ So many varied Seats where every Element may have its proper Beings and all adapted to partake of every thing suited to their Natures, argue such Maturity of Wisdom, and the vast Production such mysterious Power; 'tis hardly possible for Mortals not to see divine Intelligence preside, and that every Being somewhere must be happy. A Universe so well designed, and fill'd with such an endless Structure of material Beings, and all the Result of Prescience and infinite reflected Reason, flowing from a Mind all perfect, full of all Ideas, could never be designed in vain; and tho' our narrow Bounds of Reason limited, by finite Senses, cannot directly see the Consequence dependant on a Sequel, yet from what we do see, great Room we have to hope the next Stage of Existence will be more lasting and more perfect; and it is highly probable, the noblest Suggestion of the most luxuriant Fancy may fall infinitely short of what we are designed for.