But man gives no clue to his intent—more malignant than the lion, more treacherous than the snake, more greedy than the wolf, he takes his fellow-man's hand in pretended friendship, and an hour later defames his character behind his back,—with a smiling face he hides a false and selfish heart, —flinging his pigmy mockery at the riddle of the Universe, he stands gibing at God, feebly a-straddle on his own earthgrave—Heavens!"—here he stopped short with a passionate gesture—"What should the Eternities do with such a thankless, blind worm as he!"