Poem by James Clerk Maxwell

In Memory of Edward Wilson, Who Repented of what was in his Mind to Write after Section

   Rigid Body (sings).

Gin a body meet a body
Flyin’ through the air,
Gin a body hit a body,
Will it fly? and where?
Ilka impact has its measure,
Ne’er a ane hae I,
Yet a’ the lads they measure me,
Or, at least, they try.

Gin a body meet a body
Altogether free,
How they travel afterwards
We do not always see.
Ilka problem has its method
By analytics high;
For me, I ken na ane o’ them,
But what the waur am I?

1. Numa Pompilius
2. On St. David's Day
3. Nathalocus
4. Answer To Tait
5. An Onset

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