best, dies like cookery with the day that called it forth; does not live,
like sowing, in successive tilths and wider-spreading harvests, bringing
food and plenteous increase to all Time."

In such wise does Teufelsdrockh deal hits, harder or softer, according to
ability; yet ever, as we would fain persuade ourselves, with charitable
intent. Above all, that class of "Logic-choppers, and treble-pipe
Scoffers, and professed Enemies to Wonder; who, in these days, so
numerously patrol as night-constables about the Mechanics' Institute of
Science, and cackle, like true Old-Roman geese and goslings round their
Capitol, on any alarm, or on none; nay who often, as illuminated Sceptics,
walk abroad into peaceable society, in full daylight, with rattle and
lantern, and insist on guiding you and guarding you therewith, though the
Sun is shining, and the street populous with mere justice-loving men:"
that whole class is inexpressibly wearisome to him. Hear with what
uncommon animation he perorates:--

"The man who cannot wonder, who does not habitually wonder (and worship),
were he President of innumerable Royal Societies, and carried the whole
_Mecanique Celeste_ and _Hegel's Philosophy_, and the epitome of all
Laboratories and Observatories with their results, in his single head,--is
but a Pair of Spectacles behind which there is no Eye. Let those who have
Eyes look through him, then he may be useful.

"Thou wilt have no Mystery and Mysticism; wilt walk through thy world by
the sunshine of what thou callest Truth, or even by the hand-lamp of what I
call Attorney-Logic; and 'explain' all, 'account' for all, or believe
nothing of it? Nay, thou wilt attempt laughter; whoso recognizes the
unfathomable, all-pervading domain of Mystery, which is everywhere under
our feet and among our hands; to whom the Universe is an Oracle and Temple,