Wendell Phillips states that he has a friend who possesses an extraordinary ring perhaps three-quarters of an inch in diameter, and on it is the naked figure of the god Hercules. By the aid of glasses, you can distinguish the interlacing muscles, and count every separate hair on the eyebrows. p. 240In his lecture on the Lost Arts, Wendell Phillips very artistically describes the situation. We seem to imagine/' says he, that whether knowledge will die with us or not, it certainly began with us. . . . We have a pitying estimate, a tender pity for the narrowness, ignorance, and darkness of the bygone ages. p. 534