Like the sparrow, he trusts to an omnivident fortune to cast him crumbs, and roosts on the first bough that comes; like the happy tiger he roams forth daily in search of prey, with a stomach that can well endure a little disappointment.

A big world beyond the limits of the ordinary light microscope now lies open to exploration.

The wearie Traueiler, wandring that way, / Therein did often quench his thriſty heat, / And then by it his wearie limbes diſplay, / Whiles creeping ſlomber made him to forget[…]

I felt encouraged by all the enthusiastic wavers in the crowd.