There is, among the records of Newton, a sentence in the spirit of ‘Shakspeare’ : —”I don’t know what I may seem to the world ; but, as to myself, I seem to have been only like a boy playing on the sea-shore, and diverting himself in now and then finding a smoother pebble, or a prettier shell, than ordinary, whilst the great Ocean of Truth lay all undiscovered before me.
