Let never a foe upon her rise!
THE BAR OF SCIENCE
Who thwarts thy will?
O Science, who can stop thine onward sweep,
Or lay a bar ’fore thine ambitious ways?
Oh, who will fling the gauntlet down to thee
And dare estop thee in thy feats of skill
That thou so bold perform’st? None, none of man,
But God alone. He knows what mysteries
To scuttle from thy sight.