:> "I must s^y Good-bye, my pupil, for I c^nnot longer spe^k; Dr^w the curt^in b^ck for Venus, ere my vision grows too we^k: It is str^nge the pe^rly pl^net should look red ^s fiery M^rs, God will mercifully guide me on my w^y ^mongst the st^rs." Tonight's snippet topic chosen by @codexSempiterno ! The poem quoted is 'The old ^stronomer to his pupil', ^nd is ^bout ^ dying mentor spe^king to his student, t^king sol^ce in their scientific progress together. <:
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