Este es un poema de Hilfield, Dorser viene en el libro Historia de la Ciencia, que por cierto es de los mejores regalos que recuerdo. Esta escrito como introducción (bastante efectiva) al texto tal cual de Dampier.
Es de lo mejor que he leido.
At first men try with magic charm
To fertilize the earth
To kkep their flocks and herds from harm
And bring new youth to birth
Then to capricious Gods they turn
To save from fire or flood
Their smoking sacrifices burn
On altars red with blood
Next bold philosopher ans sage
A settled plan decree
And prove by thought or sacred page
What nature ought to be
But Natura smiles - a sphinx-like smile-
Watching their little day
She waits in patience for a while-
Their plans to disolve away
Then come those humbler men of heart
With no completed scheme
Content to play a modest part
To test, observe, and dream
Till out of chaos come in sight
Clear fragments of a Wole;
Man, learning Nature's ways aright
Obeying can control
The great Design now glows afar
But yet its changing scenes
Reveal not what the pieces are
Nor what the puzzle means
And Nature smiles- still unconfessed
The secret thought she thinks-
Inscrutable she guards unguessed
The riddle of the sphinx
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miércoles, 7 de enero de 2009
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