|Hoyt & Roberts, comps. Hoyts New Cyclopedia of Practical Quotations. 1922.|
|Stretches, for leagues and leagues, the Wire,|
A hidden path for a Child of Fire
Over its silent spaces sent,
Swifter than Ariel ever went,
From continent to continent.
Wm. Henry BurleighThe Rhyme of the Cable.
|And fire a mine in China, here|
With sympathetic gunpowder.
ButlerHudibras. Pt. II. Canto III. L. 295.
|While Franklins quiet memory climbs to heaven,|
Calming the lightning which he thence hath riven.
ByronAge of Bronze. V.
|And stoic Franklins energetic shade|
Robed in the lightnings which his hand allayd.
ByronAge of Bronze. VIII.
|Striking the electric chain wherewith we are darkly bound.|
ByronChilde Harold. Canto IV. St. 23.
|To put a girdle round about the world.|
Geo. ChapmanBussy dAmbois. Act I. Sc. 1.
| A vast engine of wonderful delicacy and intricacy, a machine that is like the tools of the Titans put in your hands. This machinery, in its external fabric so massive and so exquisitely adjusted, and in its internal fabric making new categories of thought, new ways of thinking about life.|
Charles FergusonAddress. Stevens Indicator. Vol. XXXIV. No. 1. 1917.
| Notwithstanding my experiments with electricity the thunderbolt continues to fall under our noses and beards; and as for the tyrant, there are a million of us still engaged at snatching away his sceptre.|
FranklinComment on Tubgots inscription in a letter to Felix Nogaret, who translated the lines into French.
|But matchless Franklin! What a few|
Can hope to rival such as you.
Who seized from kings their sceptred pride
And turned the lightnings darts aside.
Philip FreneauOn the Death of Benjamin Franklin.
| Is it a factor have I dreamt itthat by means of electricity, the world of matter has become a great nerve, vibrating thousands of miles in a breathless point of time? Rather, the round globe is a vast head, a brain, instinct with intelligence: or shall we say it is itself a thought, nothing but thought, and no longer the substance which we dreamed it.|
HawthorneThe House of the Seven Gables. The Flight of Two Owls.
|A million hearts here wait our call,|
All naked to our distant speech
I wish that I could ring them all
And have some welcome news for each.
Christopher MorleyOf a Telephone Directory. In The Rocking Horse.
|An ideals love-fraught, imperious call|
That bids the spheres become articulate.
Josephine L. PeabodyWireless.
|This is a marvel of the universe:|
To fling a thought across a stretch of sky
Some weighty message, or a yearning cry,
It matters not; the elements rehearse
Mans urgent utterance, and his words traverse
The spacious heavns like homing birds that fly
Unswervingly, until, upreached on high,
A quickened hand plucks off the message terse.
Josephine L. PeabodyWireless.
|Speed the soft intercourse from soul to soul,|
And waft a sigh from Indus to the Pole.
PopeEloise to Abelard. L. 57.
|Ill put a girdle round about the earth|
In forty minutes.
Midsummer Nights Dream. Act II. Sc. 1. L. 175.
|Too like the lightning, which doth cease to be|
Ere one can say It lightens.
Romeo and Juliet. Act II. Sc. 2. L. 119.
|Eripuit cælo fulmen, mox sceptra tyrannis.|
He snatched the thunderbolt from heaven, the sceptre from tyrants.
TurgotInscription for the Houdon bust of Franklin. See CondorcetLife of Turgot. P. 200. Ed. 1786. Eripuit fulmenque Jovi, Phboque sagittas. Modified from Anti-Lucretius. I. 5. 96, by Cardinal ee Polignac. Eripuit Jovi fulmen viresque tonandi. Marcus ManliusAstronomica. I. 104. Line claimed by Frederick von der Trenck asserted at his trial before the Revolutionary Tribunal of Paris, July 9, 1794. See GartenlaubeLast Hours of Baron Trenck.