Editorial | Microscopical Verse
THE MICROSCOPE
2013, Volume 62:1, p. ii
DOI
https://doi.org/10.59082/ARUC7567
AUTHOR
Gary J. Laughlin
EXCERPT
Everybody knows or has heard of a poem written about the microscope, microscopy or microscopic specimens. These are not new, but I have a few — which few have read — contributed by students and written on pages in microscopy notebooks used in the classrooms of McCrone Research Institute. One I recently discovered, on yellowing pages tucked away in a drawer left behind in John Delly’s former McRI laboratory, reads:
Becke lines and conjugate foci,Both have driven us loci.Determining a fiber’s refractive index,is sometimes a pain in the neck.Trouble: Can’t tell 8th Street Deli toastfrom chemically treated cellulose.Use your telli, Call John Delly!
Becke lines and conjugate foci,Both have driven us loci.Determining a fiber’s refractive index,is sometimes a pain in the neck.Trouble: Can’t tell 8th Street Deli toastfrom chemically treated cellulose.Use your telli, Call John Delly!