Glaucus; Or, The Wonders of the ShoreKingsley, Charles
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Glaucus; Or, The Wonders of the Shore
Kingsley, Charles
Natural history -- Juvenile literature; Seashore biology -- Juvenile literature
It was neap-tide, too, and therefore nothing could be done among the
rocks. So, in despair, finding an old coast-guard friend starting for
his lobster-pots, I determined to save the old man’s arms, by rowing him
up the shore; and then paddled homeward again, under the high green
northern wall, five hundred feet of cliff furred to the water’s edge with
rich oak woods, against whose base the smooth Atlantic swell died
whispering, as if curling itself up to sleep at last within that
sheltered nook, tired with its weary wanderings. The sun sank lower and
lower behind the deer-park point; the white stair of houses up the glen
was wrapped every moment deeper and deeper in hazy smoke and shade, as
the light faded; the evening fires were lighted one by one; the soft
murmur of the waterfall, and the pleasant laugh of children, and the
splash of homeward oars, came clearer and clearer to the ear at every
stroke: and as we rowed on, arose the recollection of many a brave and
wise friend, whose lot was cast in no such western paradise, but rather
in the infernos of this sinful earth, toiling even then amid the
festering alleys of Bermondsey and Bethnal Green, to palliate death and
misery which they had vainly laboured to prevent, watching the strides of
that very cholera which they had been striving for years to ward off, now
re-admitted in spite of all their warnings, by the carelessness, and
laziness, and greed of sinful man. And as I thought over the whole
hapless question of sanitary reform, proved long since a moral duty to
God and man, possible, easy, even pecuniarily profitable, and yet left
undone, there seemed a sublime irony, most humbling to man, in some of
Nature’s processes, and in the silent and unobtrusive perfection with
which she has been taught to anticipate, since the foundation of the
world, some of the loftiest discoveries of modern science, of which we
are too apt to boast as if we had created the method by discovering its
possibility. Created it? Alas for the pride of human genius, and the
autotheism which would make man the measure of all things, and the centre
of the universe! All the invaluable laws and methods of sanitary reform
at best are but clumsy imitations of the unseen wonders which every
animalcule and leaf have been working since the world’s foundation; with
this slight difference between them and us, that they fulfil their
appointed task, and we do not.
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