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https://en.wikisource.org/wiki/Twilight_Hours_(1868)/The_Old_Astronomer
>Reach me down my Tycho Brahé,—I would know him when we meet,
>When I share my later science, sitting humbly at his feet;
>He may know the law of all things, yet be ignorant of how
>We are working to completion, working on from then till now.

>Pray, remember, that I leave you all my theory complete,
>Lacking only certain data, for your adding, as is meet;
>And remember, men will scorn it, 'tis original and true,
>And the obloquy of newness may fall bitterly on you.

>But, my pupil, as my pupil you have learnt the worth of scorn;
>You have laughed with me at pity, we have joyed to be forlorn;
>What, for us, are all distractions of men's fellowship and smiles?
>What, for us, the goddess Pleasure, with her meretricious wiles?

>You may tell that German college that their honour comes too late.

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