Valentine Verses or, Lines of Truth, Love, and Virtue. By the Reverend Richard Cobbold |
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THE GEOLOGIST. |
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THE GEOLOGIST.
What deep reflections entertain the mindOf curious Geologists, inclin'd
To search midst nature's hidden store,
For minerals, for specimens of ore;
For secret properties enclosed in earth,
To see what causes can produce the birth
Of such and such effects.—How oft my sight,
Has seen the searcher, with no mean delight,
Breaking the mass of silex, or of clay;
My ears have heard his descant on his prey,
With much of interest; I've seen his eye
Glisten in midst of a discovery.
Methought me often, could the same intent
On man's improvement of the heart, be bent,
What great discoveries would mortals find,
In making scientific, human kind.
But man is clay;—his properties you'll own,
Require deep study to proclaim them known;
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Of varied matter, that no common rule,—
Except this one, that from his very birth
He is the most inexplicable earth,—
Will serve for guidance. Yet there is a way
By which he may be known; and science may
Be greatly benefitted by this plan,
If every man would study, each, his man.
For surely thus, Geologists would prove,
The matrix of all matter must be Love.
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