Dreams of an astronomer — John Stuart Mill — John Shaqi
Dreams of an astronomer
John Stuart Mill · en
But by means of the superior methods of investigation which this
Andromedic astronomer had at his disposal, he succeeded, after a
laborious study which it took him 250 years of continuous work to
complete, in reconstructing the history of the terrestrial globe, which
interested him specially, and in discovering that it had been formerly
inhabited by animals of different species, and in particular by certain
bipeds endowed with relative intelligence.
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This obscure globe, a black bullet revolving round another black
bullet, had a whole history of its own. It had contained in former
times an intense and luxuriant life. The springs and summers had
brought forth a profusion of flowers and fruit in the sunlit fields,
the land had unfolded its golden carpet of corn, springs had murmured
among the hills, birds had sung in the trees, the perfumed breezes
of meadows and woods had been wafted through the valleys, rivers
had rolled through the vast plains, villages and towns had grown
up along their banks, human communities had gradually peopled the
world, inventing fruitful industries, delightful arts, brilliant
sciences; prodigious cities had, in different ages, raised palaces
for kings and temples for gods; Memphis had succeeded Babylon, Athens
had followed Memphis, Rome had cast Athens into oblivion, Paris had
eclipsed Rome, and had vanished in its turn; hundreds of millions
of brains had thought, hundreds of millions of hearts had beaten,
eternal loves had been sworn, divine embraces had united loving souls,
innocent children, charged by the light of day, had held out their
arms for the kisses of their mothers, and life in all its forms had
sparkled for millions of years in sheaves of light ever renewed like
universal and inextinguishable fireworks. Struggles, miseries, lies,
rivalries, ambitions, battles, despairs, tears, mournings, had too
often disfigured with black tempests the sky whose clearness had, in
the springtime of life, seemed unchangeable.