As roseal day agleam with glowing light, Bespeaks the impress of a joyant hand, So when I meet my love the day is bright: The undershadows topped with glory's strand, By great illuming of the somber night, To one who else would long in shadow stand.

She was a good fucker, but to tell the truth, I had had enough for the night.

Discovery is not in itself a scientific idea but rather an idea that is foundational for science: we might call it a metascientific idea.

[…]; and afterwards, by exhibiting all the curious and leading proceſſes, with particular obſervations on each, explaining the rationalia of the proceedings, and pointing out the application of them to practice in medicine, metallurgy, and other arts, and to the improvement of natural knowledge in general;[…]