Actor“Hide your faces, Holy Angels!”The Chemist to his Love.I love thee, Mary, and thou lovest me,Our mutual flame is like the affinityThat doth exist between two simple bodies:I am Potassium to thine Oxygen;’Tis little that the holy marriage vowShall shortly make us one. That unityIs, after all, but metaphysical.Oh, would that I, my Mary, were an Acid,A living acid, and thou an alkali,Endowed with human sense, that brought together,We might coalesce unto one salt,One homogeneous crystal. Oh, that thouWert Carbon, and myself were Hydrogen!We would unite to form olefiant gas,Or common Coal, or Naphtha. Would to HeavenThat I were Phosphorus, and thou wert Lime,And we of Lime composed a Phosphuret!I’d be content to be Sulphuric Acid,So that thou might be Soda; in that caseWe should be Glauber’s Salt. Wert thou MagnesiaInstead, we’d form the salt that’s named from Epsom.Could’st thou Potassa be, I, Aquafortis,Our happy union should be that compound form,Nitrate of Potash,—otherwise Saltpetre.And thus our several natures sweetly blent,We’d live and love together, until deathShould decompose the fleshy tertium quid,Leaving our souls to all eternityAmalgamated. Sweet, thy name is BriggsAnd mine is Johnson.Wherefore should not weAgree to form a Johnsonate of Briggs?We will. The day, the happy day is nigh,When Johnson shall with beauteous Briggs combine.
Actor“Hide your faces, Holy Angels!”
Actor“Hide your faces, Holy Angels!”
“Hide your faces, Holy Angels!”
The Chemist to his Love.I love thee, Mary, and thou lovest me,Our mutual flame is like the affinityThat doth exist between two simple bodies:I am Potassium to thine Oxygen;’Tis little that the holy marriage vowShall shortly make us one. That unityIs, after all, but metaphysical.Oh, would that I, my Mary, were an Acid,A living acid, and thou an alkali,Endowed with human sense, that brought together,We might coalesce unto one salt,One homogeneous crystal. Oh, that thouWert Carbon, and myself were Hydrogen!We would unite to form olefiant gas,Or common Coal, or Naphtha. Would to HeavenThat I were Phosphorus, and thou wert Lime,And we of Lime composed a Phosphuret!I’d be content to be Sulphuric Acid,So that thou might be Soda; in that caseWe should be Glauber’s Salt. Wert thou MagnesiaInstead, we’d form the salt that’s named from Epsom.Could’st thou Potassa be, I, Aquafortis,Our happy union should be that compound form,Nitrate of Potash,—otherwise Saltpetre.And thus our several natures sweetly blent,We’d live and love together, until deathShould decompose the fleshy tertium quid,Leaving our souls to all eternityAmalgamated. Sweet, thy name is BriggsAnd mine is Johnson.Wherefore should not weAgree to form a Johnsonate of Briggs?We will. The day, the happy day is nigh,When Johnson shall with beauteous Briggs combine.
I love thee, Mary, and thou lovest me,Our mutual flame is like the affinityThat doth exist between two simple bodies:I am Potassium to thine Oxygen;’Tis little that the holy marriage vowShall shortly make us one. That unityIs, after all, but metaphysical.Oh, would that I, my Mary, were an Acid,A living acid, and thou an alkali,Endowed with human sense, that brought together,We might coalesce unto one salt,One homogeneous crystal. Oh, that thouWert Carbon, and myself were Hydrogen!We would unite to form olefiant gas,Or common Coal, or Naphtha. Would to HeavenThat I were Phosphorus, and thou wert Lime,And we of Lime composed a Phosphuret!I’d be content to be Sulphuric Acid,So that thou might be Soda; in that caseWe should be Glauber’s Salt. Wert thou MagnesiaInstead, we’d form the salt that’s named from Epsom.Could’st thou Potassa be, I, Aquafortis,Our happy union should be that compound form,Nitrate of Potash,—otherwise Saltpetre.And thus our several natures sweetly blent,We’d live and love together, until deathShould decompose the fleshy tertium quid,Leaving our souls to all eternityAmalgamated. Sweet, thy name is BriggsAnd mine is Johnson.Wherefore should not weAgree to form a Johnsonate of Briggs?We will. The day, the happy day is nigh,When Johnson shall with beauteous Briggs combine.
I love thee, Mary, and thou lovest me,Our mutual flame is like the affinityThat doth exist between two simple bodies:I am Potassium to thine Oxygen;’Tis little that the holy marriage vowShall shortly make us one. That unityIs, after all, but metaphysical.Oh, would that I, my Mary, were an Acid,A living acid, and thou an alkali,Endowed with human sense, that brought together,We might coalesce unto one salt,One homogeneous crystal. Oh, that thouWert Carbon, and myself were Hydrogen!We would unite to form olefiant gas,Or common Coal, or Naphtha. Would to HeavenThat I were Phosphorus, and thou wert Lime,And we of Lime composed a Phosphuret!I’d be content to be Sulphuric Acid,So that thou might be Soda; in that caseWe should be Glauber’s Salt. Wert thou MagnesiaInstead, we’d form the salt that’s named from Epsom.Could’st thou Potassa be, I, Aquafortis,Our happy union should be that compound form,Nitrate of Potash,—otherwise Saltpetre.And thus our several natures sweetly blent,We’d live and love together, until deathShould decompose the fleshy tertium quid,Leaving our souls to all eternityAmalgamated. Sweet, thy name is BriggsAnd mine is Johnson.Wherefore should not weAgree to form a Johnsonate of Briggs?We will. The day, the happy day is nigh,When Johnson shall with beauteous Briggs combine.
I love thee, Mary, and thou lovest me,
Our mutual flame is like the affinity
That doth exist between two simple bodies:
I am Potassium to thine Oxygen;
’Tis little that the holy marriage vow
Shall shortly make us one. That unity
Is, after all, but metaphysical.
Oh, would that I, my Mary, were an Acid,
A living acid, and thou an alkali,
Endowed with human sense, that brought together,
We might coalesce unto one salt,
One homogeneous crystal. Oh, that thou
Wert Carbon, and myself were Hydrogen!
We would unite to form olefiant gas,
Or common Coal, or Naphtha. Would to Heaven
That I were Phosphorus, and thou wert Lime,
And we of Lime composed a Phosphuret!
I’d be content to be Sulphuric Acid,
So that thou might be Soda; in that case
We should be Glauber’s Salt. Wert thou Magnesia
Instead, we’d form the salt that’s named from Epsom.
Could’st thou Potassa be, I, Aquafortis,
Our happy union should be that compound form,
Nitrate of Potash,—otherwise Saltpetre.
And thus our several natures sweetly blent,
We’d live and love together, until death
Should decompose the fleshy tertium quid,
Leaving our souls to all eternity
Amalgamated. Sweet, thy name is Briggs
And mine is Johnson.Wherefore should not we
Agree to form a Johnsonate of Briggs?
We will. The day, the happy day is nigh,
When Johnson shall with beauteous Briggs combine.