The marble index of a mind for ever Voyaging through strange seas of Thought, alone.教堂里立着牛顿的雕像，他的棱镜和沉寂的脸，大理石幻化成一个灵魂，永远孤独地航行在陌生的思想海洋。诗的意境没有绝对完美的解读方式，这只能看每位读者对他的领悟和理解了。不用探究一个既定的答案，用你的心...
“大理石幻化的永恒灵魂,航行于陌生的思想之海,孤身只影。华兹华斯。” (The marble index of a mind forever. Voyaging through strange seas of thought, alone. Wordsworth.) “什么?” “木星有着太阳系中最大的磁场,如果人眼能看见,在天空中,它的宽度会是太阳的三倍半。” “这我知道。”玛莎说,无故地...
"The marble index of a mind forever. Voyaging through strange seas of thought, alone." 大理石索引的灵魂,孤独地航行在陌生的思想海洋。 "And now I see with eye serene The very pulse of the machine” ...
咔哒声。 "The marble index of mind forever. Voyaging through strange seas of thought,alone.华兹·华斯" (译:大理石索引的灵魂,孤独地航行在陌生的思想海洋。) “什么?” “木星的磁层是太阳系最大的东西。如果人眼可以看到它,它在天空中看起来比太阳宽两倍。” “我知道”她说,带着不理智的气愤。 "Quot...
The marble index of a mind forever. Voyaging through strange seas of thought, alone. - Wordsworth. Calm on the listening ear of night. Come Heaven’s melodious strains. - Edmund Hamilton Sears. Dead egg, I lie. Whole. On a whole world I cannot touch. ...
Where the statue stood Of Newton, with his prism and silent face, The marble index of a mind forever Voyaging through strange seas of thought alone. —William Wordsworth 14 The sightless Milton, with his hair Around his placid temples curled; And Shakespeare at his side,-a freight, If clay...
Elvis Presley made his first public appearance as a singer on this day. It did not go well: he came fifth in a local talent show. But he was only ten years old. October 3, 1945; Chopin: The Day the Music Died The brief life of Chopin, one of music’s earliest superstars, ended ...
Teleology underlies many theologies, in which a creator God embodies the telos, just as a sculptor previsualizes the statue within a block of marble. Perhaps the best known is Teilhard de Chardin whose end goal he called the "Omega Point" is Jesus Christ. In many religions, the creator ...
he seemed to her like the marble statue in her little garden, and she kissed him again, and wished that he might live. Presently they came in sight of land; she saw lofty blue mountains, on which the white snow rested as if a flock of swans were lying upon them. Near the coast wer...
It's hard to explain. For much of the crossing the snow makes it impossible to tell where the ground is, and then when you spot it, it's crazy, striations of ice and rock like the inside of a marble. It doesn't seem to exist in any measurable relation to where you are. (Even ...