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1 " Till o'er the wreck, emerging from the storm, Immortal Nature lifts her changeful form: Mounts from her funeral pyre on wings of flame, And soars and shines, another and the same. "
― Erasmus Darwin , The Botanic Garden. Part 1: The Economy of Vegetation
2 " The mass starts into a million suns;Earths round each sun with quick explosions burst,And second planets issue from the first.[The first concept of a 'big bang' theory of the universe.] "
3 " Soon shall thy arm, UNCONQUER'D STEAM! afarDrag the slow barge, or drive the rapid car;Or on wide-waving wings expanded bearThe flying-chariot through the fields of air. "