Cunningham, Joseph Thomas The Round Table Series 76348 CHARLES DARWIN NATURALIST EDINBURGH: WILLIAM BROWN 26 PRINCES STREET MDCCCLXXXVI RUGGED sage, strange confidant wert thou Of Nature's choice to learn long secret lore, Age-baffling riddles answerless before! Ah, woman-like, she in the end must bow To patience of pursuit, to constant vow, To cunning study, yielding more and more, To thy long siege, until the very core Of her thought showed, invisible till now. And thou art crowned with measureless acclaim Nay more, thou art a rock above the seas To a new church is given, and the keys! M AN'S thought is like Antæus, and must be Dead in the grip of strong Authority. But, once thereon reset, 'tis like a tree, Sap-swollen in spring-time: bonds may not restrain; Dead stones and walls and rocks resistlessly. Thine then it was to touch dead thoughts to earth, Calm priest of a tremendous oracle! |