And now, again, a hungry company
Of traders, led by corporate sons of trade,
Perversely from the shop the tools
Of science, not from the philosophers,
Had won the brightest laurel of all time.
Of traders, led by corporate sons of trade,
Perversely from the shop the tools
Of science, not from the philosophers,
Had won the brightest laurel of all time.
Emerson - Poems
