When I heard the learn'd astronomer,
When the proofs, the figures, were ranged in columns before me,
When I was shown the charts and diagrams, to add, divide,
and measure them, |
with much applause in the lecture-room, |
When I Heard the Learn'd Poet
by Scott Aaronson When I heard the learn'd poet,
Till rising and gliding out I wander'd off by myself, In the rational dry night-air, and dropped my copy of Leaves of Grass off a cliff, And correctly predicted that it would hit the ground in 3.82 seconds. |