emerson: thus to him, to this school boy, under the bending dome of day, is suggested that he and it proceed from one root.

divine postman: one is leaf and one is flower, relation sympathy stirring in every vein.

emerson: and what is that root? is not that the soul of his soul? a thought too bold? a dream too wild?

divine postman: yet when this spiritual light shall have revealed, the law of more earthly natures, when he has learned to worship the soul.

emerson: and to see that the natural philosophy that now is, is only the first groupings of its gigantic hand.

divine postman: he shall look forward to an ever expanding knowledge as to become a creator.

emerson: he shall see that nature is the opposite of the soul.

divine postman: answering to it part for part.

emerson: one is seal and one is print.

divine postman: its beauty is the beauty of his own mind.

emerson: its laws are the laws of his own mind.

divine postman: nature then becomes to him the measure of his own attainments.

emerson: indeed, so much of nature as he is ignorant of, so much of his own mind he does not yet possess.

divine postman: and, in fine, the ancient precept: “know thyself,” at last becomes one maxim with the modern precept, “study nature.”