“What am I? and from whence?--I nothing know, But what I am: and since I am, conclude Something eternal: had there e’er been nought, Nought still had been: eternal there must be. But what eternal?--Why not human race? And Adam’s ancestors without an end? That’s hard to be conceiv’d. Yet grant it true, Whence earth and these bright orbs?--Eternal too? Grant matter was eternal, still these orbs Would want some other father;--much design Is seen in all their motions, all their makes: Design implies intelligence, and art; That can’t be from themselves, or man; that art Man scarce can comprehend, could man bestow? Who motion, foreign to the smallest grain, Shot through vast masses of enormous weight? Who bade brute matter’s restive lump assume Such various forms, and gave it wings to fly? Has matter innate motion? then each atom, Asserting its indisputable right To dance, would form an universe of dust: Has matter none? Then whence these glorious forms And boundless flights, from shapeless, and repos’d? Has matter more than motion?--has it thought, Judgment, and genius?--is it deeply learn’d In mathematics? Has it fram’d such laws, Which but to guess a Newton made immortal?-- If so, how each sage atom laughs at me, Who thinks a clod inferior to a man! If art to form, and counsel to conduct, And that with greater far than human skill, Resides not in each block--a Godhead reigns-- And if a God there is, that God how great!” THE HISTORY OF MOSES; GIVING AN Account of his birth, his being found by Pharaoh’s daughter in the ark of bulrushes, and the miracles wrought by him for the deliverance of the children of Israel. EMBELLISHED WITH CUTS. [Illustration] GLASGOW: PRINTED FOR THE BOOKSELLERS. The finding of Moses. [Illustration] Exodus ii. 1.