The mountains, the sky, the armies yonder, her own heart, and his under the snow, rested in Him, like motes in the sunshine.

411 Neatness in Apparel 412 The New-born Infant 412 Motes in the Sun-beams 413 The Boy and the Snake 413

MOTES IN THE SUN-BEAMS The motes up and down in the sun Ever restlessly moving we see; Whereas the great mountains stand still, Unless terrible earthquakes there be.

MOTES IN THE SUN-BEAMS The motes up and down in the sun Ever restlessly moving we see; Whereas the great mountains stand still, Unless terrible earthquakes there be.

So far is this from being the case, that though the style of Plotinus and Jamblichus[20] is by no means to be compared with that of Plato, yet this inferiority is lost in the depth and sublimity of their conceptions, and is as little regarded by the intelligent reader, as motes in a sunbeam by the eye that gladly turns itself to the solar light.

A mote, man, at the most, that with the Sunne, Is onely seene, yet with his radiant eye, We cannot single so from other motes, To say this mote is she.

And through it all he observed the Law, pitiless and potent, ever unswerving and ever ordaining, greater than the motes of men who fulfilled it or were crushed by it, even as it was greater than he, his heart speaking for softness.

No, let me know the man that wrongs me so, That I may cut his body into motes, And scatter it before the Northern wind.

Nobody heeded him except the harbour-master, and he muttered something about beams and motes, which the captain failed to understand.

The movement was like that of motes in a sunbeam.

[Sidenote: Shire-motes.]

Long before Alfred's time there were "shire-motes," or what were afterwards called county meetings, and to these each town sent its reeve and "four discreet men" as representatives.

She leaned over the porch railing and flapped things, so that the dust motes spun and swirled in the sunshine.

We see these motes in Cuban eyes somewhat more clearly than we see the beams in our own eyes.

Yet across it there was the indefinable trail of a presence,an odour, a vibration, he knew not what,and where a bar of sunlight cut the gloom under a half-raised curtain, he saw the motes in the air all astir.

Faster and ever faster the universe rushed by, a hurry of whirling motes at last, speeding silently into the void.

So, in her gown of rosy muslin, bouffant and billowy, a pink flower in her hair, and Celia's pink-and-white cameo at her whiter throat Ailsa Paige descended the carpeted stairs and came into the mellow dimness of the front parlour, where there was much rosewood, and a French carpet, and glinting prisms on the chandeliers,and a young man, standing, dark against a bar of sunshine in which golden motes swam.

Don't you realize that men and women are little more than motes in the sunshine, here for an hour and to-morrownothing!

I thought if only I could swim straight up one of them, as the motes did in the sunshine, I should be sure to come in time to the place where my mother wasthe place where all the pretty white things came fromthe sunshine, the moonshine, the starshine, and the snow.

The air was full of dancing motes, which looked large and suffocating in the sunshine.

They were only two little black speckslike motes in the sunbeamsscarcely visible to her strained vision at first.

The moment that these two motes became visible to her in that dimly lighted mist, they commenced revolving around each other.

The slowness of the motion and the swelling of the motes were elements of horror.

As the motes enlarged, their orbits widened.

I therefore advise them to pluck the motes out of their own eyes, that they may see clearly enough to make better marks with their pens.