Report On Tait's Lecture On Force Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCBDEDF BGBGHIHG JGJGKLKK MKMKCGCG BFBFFGFG NOGOPKPK KQKQKGKG RKRKSKSK TFTF| Ye British Asses who expect to hear | A |
| Ever some new thing | B |
| I ve nothing new to tell but what I fear | C |
| May be a true thing | B |
| For Taft comes with his plummet and his line | D |
| Quick to detect your | E |
| Old bosh new dressed in what you call a fine | D |
| Popular lecture | F |
| - | |
| Whence comes that most peculiar smattering | B |
| Heard in our section | G |
| Pure nonsense to a scientific swing | B |
| Drilled to perfection | G |
| That small word quot Force quot they make a barber s block | H |
| Ready to put on | I |
| Meanings most strange and various fit to shock | H |
| Pupils of Newton | G |
| - | |
| Ancient and foreign ignoranee they throw | J |
| Into the bargain | G |
| The shade of Leitnitz mutters from below | J |
| Horrible jargon | G |
| The phrases of last century in this | K |
| Linger to play tricks | L |
| Vis Viva and Vis Mortua and Vis | K |
| Acceleratrix | K |
| - | |
| Those long nabbed words that to our text books still | M |
| Cling by their titles | K |
| And from them creep as entozoa will | M |
| Into our vitals | K |
| But see Tait writes in lucid symbols clear | C |
| One small equation | G |
| And Force becomes of Energy a mere | C |
| Space variation | G |
| - | |
| Force then is Force but mark you not a thing | B |
| Only a Vector | F |
| Thy barb d arrows now have lost their sting | B |
| Impotent speetre | F |
| Thy reign O Force is over Now no more | F |
| Heed we thine action | G |
| Repulsion leaves us where we were before | F |
| So does attraction | G |
| - | |
| Both Action and Reaction now are gone | N |
| Just ere they vanished | O |
| Stress joined their hands in peace and made them one | G |
| Then they were banished | O |
| The Universe is free frown pole to pole | P |
| Free front all forces | K |
| Rejoice I ye stars like blessed gods ye roll | P |
| On in your courses | K |
| - | |
| No more the arrows of the Wrangler race | K |
| Piercing shall wound you | Q |
| Forces no more those symbols of disgrace | K |
| Dare to surround you | Q |
| But those whose statements baffle all attacks | K |
| Safe by evasion | G |
| Whose definition like a nose of wax | K |
| Suit each occassion | G |
| - | |
| Whose unreflected rainbow far surpassed | R |
| All our inventions | K |
| Whose very energy appears at last | R |
| Scant of dimensions | K |
| Are these the gods in whom ye put your trust | S |
| Lordlings and ladies | K |
| The hidden potency of cosmic dust | S |
| Drives them to Hades | K |
| - | |
| While you brave Tait who know so well the way | T |
| Forces to scatter | F |
| Calmly await the slow but sure decay | T |
| Even of Matter | F |
James Clerk Maxwell
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