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The Quadrant

           Theseeyesofminelookintotheveryeyethatisevennowbeholdinghim;aye,andintotheeyethatisevennowequallybeholdingtheobjectsontheunknown,thithersideofthee,thousun!"

           Thengazingathisquadrant,andhandling,oneaftertheother,itsnumerouscabalisticalcontrivances,heponderedagain,andmuttered:"Foolishtoy!babies’playthingofhaughtyAdmirals,andCommodores,andCaptains;theworldbragsofthee,ofthycunningandmight;butwhatafterallcanstthoudo,buttellthepoor,pitifulpoint,wherethouthyselfhappenesttobeonthiswideplanet,andthehandthatholdsthee:no!notonejotmore!Thoucanstnottellwhereonedropofwateroronegrainofsandwillbeto-morrownoon;andyetwiththyimpotencethouinsultestthesun!Science!Cursethee,thouvaintoy;andcursedbeallthethingsthatcastman’seyesalofttothatheaven,whoselivevividnessbutscorcheshim,astheseoldeyesareevennowscorchedwiththylight,Osun!Levelbynaturetothisearth’shorizonaretheglancesofman’seyes;notshotfromthecrownofhishead,asifGodhadmeanthimtogazeonhisfirmament.Cursethee,thouquadrant!"dashingittothedeck,"nolongerwillIguidemyearthlywaybythee;thelevelship’scompass,andtheleveldeadreckoning,bylogandbyline;theseshallconductme,andshowmemyplaceonthesea.

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