Stones from The Quarry or, Moods of Mind. By Henry Browne [i.e. Henry Ellison] |
LORD ROSS'S TELESCOPE. |
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LORD ROSS'S TELESCOPE.
If Argus' hundred eyes were all in one,And five times multiplied, and all those five
One'd in a single Cyclop's eye to give
A cumulative glance; even such, and none
Of weaker sight, could hold comparison
With that of mechanism superlative,
That eye of Science, which doth Space deprive
Of distance, and look through Creatiòn.
'Tis wonderful! Yet when we contemplate
That measurelessly-greater wonder still,
The problem to be solved, our breath we bate,
And feel that Man no larger space doth fill—
Is no more, at his best, and best estate,
Than fly upon the wheel, with all his skill!
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