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The Philosopher's Stone Ah, no! there are some darker pieces, And others transparent and bright; But this, surely, the beauty increases,— Only—stand with your face to the light.

And the treasures for which we are yearning, Those joys, now succeeded by pain— Are but spangles, just hid in the turning; They will come to the surface again. B.

So the old ideas, old myths, are turned and turned about, and form new combinations, and are ever evolving fresh beauties, and teaching fresh truths. Perhaps in the consideration of these ancient myths, and seeing their progressive modifications, their breaking up, their coalitions, we may find the fresh application of the old saw, that there is nothing new under the sun.

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