And bonds of affinity ever unguess’d,
While the Road to Research is a hard one to travel,
And many’s the query, and weary the quest.
There are circuits of Thought, growing fainter and wider,
Like circles in water when pebbles are thrown,
And the links that exist ’twixt the horse and his rider,
Our shallow philosophy never has known.”
“THE PONY MIGHT FALL AS WELL AS THE BOY.”