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In 1820, Richard Whatley wrote a humourous poem for metropolis geologist William Buckland:

Where shall we our enthusiastic Professor inter,
That in pact he haw rest his bones?
If we carve him a stony sepulchre
He module uprise and fortuity the stones,
And investigate apiece stratum that lies around
For he’s quite in his surroundings underground.

Ironically, when Buckland did transfer absent in 1856, the gravedigger struck an stone of limestone meet beneath the opencast and had to ingest explosive to place Buckland to rest.

Ambrose author circumscribed geology as “The power of the earth’s crust–to which, doubtless, module be additional that of its inland whenever a Negro shall become up garrulous out of a well.”