![]() Knowledge, instructing the sense, refining and multiplying needs, transforms itself into skill and makes life various with a new six days’ work comes Ignorance drunk on the seventh, with a firkin of oil and a match and an easy “Let there not be,” and the many-coloured creation is shriveled up in blackness. Knowledge, through patient and frugal centuries, enlarges discovery and makes record of it Ignorance, wanting its day’s dinner, lights a fire with the record, and gives a flavor to its one roast with the burned souls of many generations. “It is a common sentence that Knowledge is power but who hath duly Considered or set forth the power of Ignorance? Knowledge slowly builds up what Ignorance in an hour pulls down. ![]()
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