Graham's Magazine, Vol. XXI, No. 1, July 1842 — John Shaqi
Graham's Magazine, Vol. XXI, No. 1, July 1842Various
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Graham's Magazine, Vol. XXI, No. 1, July 1842
Various
Literature -- Periodicals; Literature, Modern -- 19th century -- Periodicals
Choose one of the most conspicuous of these diminutive tapers, and,
without removing it from the shell, carry it towards the gas-lamp. As
you approach, the brilliancy of the star declines; and when the full
flood of light is thrown upon the shell, it nearly, or entirely
disappears. If you press your finger rudely upon the spot, you will
again perceive the luminous matter diffused, like a fluid, over the
surrounding surface, and shining, for an instant, more brightly than
ever, even under the immediate glare of the gas. Then all is over. You
have crushed one of the glow-worms of the deep—an animal, once probably
as vain of his golden flame as you of any of your brilliant
endowments—perhaps some sentinel there stationed to alarm his sleeping
brethren of the approach of danger—perhaps an animalcular Hero trimming
her solitary lamp to guide her chosen one, through more than Leander’s
dangers, along the briny path to her rocky bower, beset by all the
microscopic monsters of the corallines! At all events, despise it as you
may, this little being was possessed of life, susceptible of happiness,
and endowed with power to outshine, with inborn lustre, the richest gem
in Europe’s proudest diadem!
The sea is filled in many regions, and at various seasons, with
incalculable multitudes of living creatures, in structure much
resembling this little parasite, but often vastly more imposing in
dimensions. The smallest tribes that are able to call attention to their
individual existence generally wander, like erratic stars, beneath the
waves. They may be seen by thousands shooting past the vessel, on
evenings when the moon is absent or obscured, suddenly lighting their
torches when the motion of the bow produces a few curling swells and
breakers on either hand, and whirling from eddy to eddy, as they sweep
along the side and are lost in the wake. From time to time the vessel,
in her progress, disturbs some large being of similar powers, who
instantly ejects a trail of luminous fluid which, twining, and waving
about among contending currents, assumes the semblance of a silver
snake. But the most surprising of all proofs of the infinity of life is
furnished by those inconceivably numerous bands of shining animalcules,
too small for human vision, which in their aggregate effect perform,
perhaps, the grandest part in beautifying the night scene on the ocean.
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