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tive world in <strong>the</strong> very words of <strong>the</strong> book now translated.”<br />
O<strong>the</strong>rs affirm that <strong>the</strong>y have underg<strong>on</strong>e successive abridgments<br />
for <strong>the</strong> c<strong>on</strong>venience of mortals, “while <strong>the</strong> gods of <strong>the</strong><br />
lower heaven <strong>and</strong> <strong>the</strong> b<strong>and</strong> of celestial musicians are engaged<br />
in studying <strong>the</strong> primary code.”— “A number of glosses or<br />
comments <strong>on</strong> Menu were composed by <strong>the</strong> Munis, or old<br />
philosophers, whose treatises, toge<strong>the</strong>r with that before us,<br />
c<strong>on</strong>stitute <strong>the</strong> Dherma Sastra, in a collective sense, or Body<br />
of Law.” Culluca Bhatta was <strong>on</strong>e of <strong>the</strong> more modern of<br />
<strong>the</strong>se.<br />
Every sacred book, successively, has been accepted in <strong>the</strong><br />
faith that it was to be <strong>the</strong> final resting-place of <strong>the</strong> sojourning<br />
soul; but after all, it was but a caravansary which supplied<br />
refreshment to <strong>the</strong> traveller, <strong>and</strong> directed him far<strong>the</strong>r<br />
<strong>on</strong> his way to Isphahan or Bagdat. Thank God, no Hindoo<br />
tyranny prevailed at <strong>the</strong> framing of <strong>the</strong> world, but we are<br />
freemen of <strong>the</strong> universe, <strong>and</strong> not sentenced to any caste.<br />
I know of no book which has come down to us with gr<strong>and</strong>er<br />
pretensi<strong>on</strong>s than this, <strong>and</strong> it is so impers<strong>on</strong>al <strong>and</strong> sincere<br />
that it is never offensive nor ridiculous. Compare <strong>the</strong> modes<br />
in which modern literature is advertised with <strong>the</strong> prospectus<br />
A <str<strong>on</strong>g>Week</str<strong>on</strong>g> <strong>on</strong> <strong>the</strong> C<strong>on</strong>cord <strong>and</strong> <strong>Merrimack</strong> <strong>Rivers</strong><br />
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of this book, <strong>and</strong> think what a reading public it addresses,<br />
what criticism it expects. It seems to have been uttered from<br />
some eastern summit, with a sober morning prescience in<br />
<strong>the</strong> dawn of time, <strong>and</strong> you cannot read a sentence without<br />
being elevated as up<strong>on</strong> <strong>the</strong> table-l<strong>and</strong> of <strong>the</strong> Ghauts. It has<br />
such a rhythm as <strong>the</strong> winds of <strong>the</strong> desert, such a tide as <strong>the</strong><br />
Ganges, <strong>and</strong> is as superior to criticism as <strong>the</strong> Himmaleh<br />
Mountains. Its t<strong>on</strong>e is of such unrelaxed fibre, that even at<br />
this late day, unworn by time, it wears <strong>the</strong> English <strong>and</strong> <strong>the</strong><br />
Sanscrit dress indifferently; <strong>and</strong> its fixed sentences keep up<br />
<strong>the</strong>ir distant fires still, like <strong>the</strong> stars, by whose dissipated rays<br />
this lower world is illumined. The whole book by noble gestures<br />
<strong>and</strong> inclinati<strong>on</strong>s renders many words unnecessary. English<br />
sense has toiled, but Hindoo wisdom never perspired.<br />
Though <strong>the</strong> sentences open as we read <strong>the</strong>m, unexpensively,<br />
<strong>and</strong> at first almost unmeaningly, as <strong>the</strong> petals of a flower,<br />
<strong>the</strong>y sometimes startle us with that rare kind of wisdom which<br />
could <strong>on</strong>ly have been learned from <strong>the</strong> most trivial experience;<br />
but it comes to us as refined as <strong>the</strong> porcelain earth<br />
which subsides to <strong>the</strong> bottom of <strong>the</strong> ocean. They are clean<br />
<strong>and</strong> dry as fossil truths, which have been exposed to <strong>the</strong> ele-