To The Chief Musician Upon Nabla: A Tyndallic Ode (James Clerk Maxwell Poems)
I. I come from fields of fractured ice, Whose wounds are cured by squeezing, Melting they cool, but in a trice, Get warm again ...
I. I come from fields of fractured ice, Whose wounds are cured by squeezing, Melting they cool, but in a trice, Get warm again ...
Farrar, when o'er Goodwin's pageLate I found thee poring,From the hydrostatic SageLeaky Memory storing,Or when groaning yesterdayNeedlessly distractedBy some bright ...
I.Now no more the slanting raysWith the mountain summits dally,Now no more in crimson blazeEvening's fleecy cloudless rally,Soon shall Night ...
Of pearies and their origin I sing:How at the first great Jove the lord of airImpelled the planets round the ...
"Te quoque vatem dicunt pastores."-VIRGIL.O Maxwell, if by reason's strengthAnd studying of Babbage,You have transformed yourself at lengthInto a mental ...
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