Poems by James Clerk Maxwell
A Vision of a Wrangler, of a University, of Pedantry, and of Philosophy
... “Higher Powers may be neglected&mdash ...
Molecular Evolution
... here, Yet, soon or late, they burst their tether, ...
Lectures to Women on Physical Science
... Break contact, rest thee, magnet, swinging, creeping, dying ...
Song Of The Edinburgh Academician
... There's some may think me crouse wi drink, ...
Lines written under the conviction that it is not wise to read Mathematics in November after one’s fire is out
... Vex’t with thoughts of former praise&mdash ...
Answer To Tait
... But wouldst thou twirl that disk once more, ...
School Rhymes
... Those boisterous youthsthe rector's class at school, ...
Torto Volitans Sub Verbere Turbo Quem Pueri Magno In Gyro Vacua Atria Circum Intenti Ludo Exercent
... the wail Of ruined boys, their pearie split, and all, ...
The Vampyre
... " They gaed through the wood, and through the wood ...
Song Of The Cub
... O where are those high feasts of Science ...
To K.M.D.
... [606] Who can fold those flowers again, ...
Professor Tait, Loquitur
... Yet have I still a thousand things to say ...
Reply To The Above, By F.W.F.
... "VIRGIL. O Maxwell, if by reasons strength ...
Lines Written Under The Conviction That It Is Not Wise To Read Mathematics In November After Ones F
... Truth should spring from sterile ground, ...
To The Air Of Lorelei
... II. For the sound of a chorus of voices ...
