No shelter, though it hailed.

The sheds were for the bricks.

Unless, indeed, according to the phrase, each man was a "brick," which, in sober scripture, was the case; brick is no bad name for any son of Adam; Eden was but a brickyard; what is a mortal but a few luckless shovelfuls of clay, moulded in a mould, laid out on a sheet to dry, and ere long quickened into his queer caprices by the sun?
Are not men built into communities just like bricks into a wall?
Consider the great wall of China: ponder the great populace of Pekin.

As man serves bricks, so God him, building him up by billions into edifices of his purposes.

Man attains not to the nobility of a brick, unless taken in the aggregate.
Yet is there a difference in brick, whether quick or dead; which, for the last, we now shall see..