While bright-eyed Science watches round.

Thomas Gray (1716-1771): Ode for Music. Chorus. Line 3.

How index-learning turns no student pale,

Yet holds the eel of science by the tail.

Alexander Pope (1688-1744): The Dunciad. Book i. Line 279.

Here rests his head upon the lap of earth,

A youth to fortune and to fame unknown:

Fair Science frown'd not on his humble birth,

And Melancholy mark'd him for her own.

Thomas Gray (1716-1771): The Epitaph.

By the glare of false science betray'd,

That leads to bewilder, and dazzles to blind.

James Beattie (1735-1803): The Hermit.

Good sense, which only is the gift of Heaven,

And though no science, fairly worth the seven.

Alexander Pope (1688-1744): Moral Essays. Epistle iv. Line 43.

For out of the old fieldes, as men saithe,

Cometh al this new corne fro yere to yere;

And out of old bookes, in good faithe,

Cometh al this new science that men lere.

Geoffrey Chaucer (1328-1400): The Assembly of Fowles. Line 22.

Mastering the lawless science of our law,—

That codeless myriad of precedent,

That wilderness of single instances.

Alfred Tennyson (1809-1892): Aylmer's Field.

One science only will one genius fit:

So vast is art, so narrow human wit.

Alexander Pope (1688-1744): Essay on Criticism. Part i. Line 60.

Lo, the poor Indian! whose untutor'd mind

Sees God in clouds, or hears him in the wind;

His soul proud Science never taught to stray

Far as the solar walk or milky way.

Alexander Pope (1688-1744): Essay on Man. Epistle i. Line 99.

O star-eyed Science! hast thou wandered there,

To waft us home the message of despair?

Thomas Campbell (1777-1844): Pleasures of Hope. Part ii. Line 325.