Does this all seem but the idlest fancy? That something like it will
come to pass sooner or later, is a most certain fact--as certain as any
process of Nature--if we do not find a new source of power; for of the
coal which has supplied us, after a certain time we can get no more.
Future ages may see the seat of empire transferred to regions of the
earth now barren and desolated under intense solar heat,--countries
which, for that very cause, will not improbably become the seat of
mechanical and thence of political power. Whoever finds the way to
make industrially useful the vast sun-power now wasted on the deserts
of North Africa or the shores of the Red Sea, will effect a greater
change in men’s affairs than any conqueror in history has done; for he
will once more people those waste places with the life that swarmed
there in the best days of Carthage and of old Egypt, but under another
civilization, where man no longer shall worship the sun as a god, but
shall have learned to make it his servant.
V.
THE PLANETS AND THE MOON.
When we look up at the heavens, we see, if we watch through the night,
the host of stars rising in the east and passing above us to sink
in the west, always at the same distance and in unchanging order,
each seeming a point of light as feeble as the glow-worm’s shine in
the meadow over which they are rising, each flickering as though the
evening wind would blow it out. The infant stretches out its hand to
grasp the Pleiades; but when the child has become an old man the “seven
stars” are still there unchanged, dim only in his aged sight, and
proving themselves the enduring substance, while it is his own life
which has gone, as the shine of the glow-worm in the night. They were
there just the same a hundred generations ago, before the Pyramids were
built; and they will tremble there still, when the Pyramids have been
worn down to dust with the blowing of the desert sand against their
granite sides. They watched the earth grow fit for man long before man
came, and they will doubtless be shining on when our poor human race
itself has disappeared from the surface of this planet.
Probably there is no one of us who has not felt this solemn sense of
their almost infinite duration as compared with his own little portion
of time, and it would be a worthy subject for our thought if we could
study them in the light that the New Astronomy sheds for us on their
nature. But I must here confine myself to the description of but a few
of their number, and speak, not of the infinite multitude and variety
of stars, each a self-shining sun, but only of those which move close
at hand; for it is not true of quite all that they keep at the same
distance and order.
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