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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=415789" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>To the Committee of the Cayley Portrait Fund</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">O wretched race of men, to space confined!<br>What honour can ye pay to him, whose mind<br>To that which lies beyond hath penetrated?<br>The symbols he bath formed shall sound his praise,<br>And lead him on through unimagined ways<br>To conquests new, in worlds not yet created.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">First, ye Determinants! in ordered row<br>And massive column ranged, before him go,<br>To form a phalanx for his safe protection.<br>Ye powers of the nth roots of — 1!<br>Around his head in ceaseless cycles run,<br>As unembodied spirits of direction.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And you, ye undevelopable scrolls!<br>Above the host wave your emblazoned rolls,<br>Ruled for the record of his bright inventions.<br>Ye Cubic surfaces! by threes and nines<br>Draw round his camp your seven-and-twenty lines—<br>The seal of Solomon in three dimensions.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">March on, symbolic host! with step sublime,<br>Up to the flaming bounds of Space and Time!<br>There pause, until by Dickenson depicted,<br>In two dimensions, we the form may trace<br>Of him whose soul, too large for vulgar space,<br>In n dimensions flourished unrestricted.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=James+Clerk+Maxwell">James Clerk Maxwell</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=415789" data-title="To the Committee of the Cayley Portrait Fund de James Clerk Maxwell" data-description="O wretched race of men, to space confined! What honour can ye pay to him, whose mind To that which lies beyond hath penetrated? The symbols he bath formed shall sound his praise, And lead him on through unimagined ways To conquests new, in worlds ..."></div> </div> </div>
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