THE FLIGHT OF THE EAGLE 221 
direction; only men of the largest calibre and most 
heroic fibre are adequate to the service. Hence 
one finds in Tennyson a vast deal more science than 
he would at first suspect; but it is under his feet; 
it is no longer science, but faith, or reverence, or 
poetic nutriment. It is in “‘ Locksley Hall,” “The 
Princess,” ‘‘In Memoriam,” ‘‘ Maud,” and in others 
of his poems. Here is a passage from “In Me- 
moriam ; 7”? — 
“They say, 
The solid earth whereon we tread 
“Tn tracts of fluent heat began, 
And grew to seeming-random forms, 
The seeming prey of cyclic storms, 
Till at the last arose the man; 
“Who throve and branch’d from clime to clime, 
The herald of a higher race, 
* And of himself in higher place 
If so he type this work of time 
“Within himself, from more to more; 
Or, crown’d with attributes of woe, 
Like glories, move his course, and show 
That life is not as idle ore, 
* But iron dug from central gloom, 
And heated hot with burning fears, 
And dipt in baths of hissing tears, 
And batter’d with the shocks of doom 
“To shape and use. Arise and fly 
The reeling Faun, the sensual feast; 
Move upward, working out the beast, 
And let the ape and tiger die.’’ 
Or in this stanza behold how the science is disguised 
or turned into the sweetest music: — 
