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The Guardian - UK
The Guardian - UK
Science
Donna Ferguson

Reams of secret poetry by pioneering British scientist finally come to light

Sir Humphry Davy sitting on a red chair with his left hand close to his chin
An 1803 portrait of the British chemist Sir Humphry Davy by Henry Howard. Photograph: Alamy

He is famous for discovering elements of the periodic table, for inventing a lamp in 1815 that would save the lives of hundreds of thousands of miners and as an electrochemical pioneer.

But it is the unpublished poetry of the British chemist Sir Humphry Davy – and the intriguing connections between his poems and scientific breakthroughs – that is now electrifying academics.

Researchers at Lancaster University have discovered that Davy secretly penned hundreds of poems in the same notebooks he used to record his groundbreaking electrochemical experiments, discoveries and revelations.

Almost all of these poems – including the one published on Sunday in the Observer for the first time – have never been read before and offer fascinating insights into the inner workings of one of the most extraordinary scientific minds of the 19th century.

“The poetry is just everywhere,” said Sharon Ruston, an English professor at Lancaster University, who, with the help of nine other academics and nearly 3,500 volunteers worldwide, has spent the last four years transcribing 11,417 pages of Davy’s numerous 200-year-old notebooks.

“You do get a real sense of the man himself and his thought processes as he’s working his way through things.”

A friend of Samuel Taylor Coleridge and the poet laureate Robert Southey, Davy was born, said Ruston, “before we had this idea that there was a dividing line between the arts and science”, and only published a few poems in his lifetime, for which he was praised by his famous friends.

The page of a notebook with various doodles and and a section of handwritten verse
One of the scientific notebooks containing Sir Humphry Davy’s poems. Photograph: Royal Institution of Great Britain/HD/CN

But the notebooks reveal that his commitment to his craft was so strong that lines of poetry “jostle for space, sometimes, with accounts of chemical discoveries”, and are found on “pages where you can tell, from the state of the page, that he’s doing chemical experiments”.

These pages, which are torn, burned or have “various stains on them from what he’s working on”, suggest that Davy even wrote poetry in his laboratory, where he pioneered the field of electrolysis.

Ruston said: “He’s writing about nitrous oxide or galvanism. But then there are lines of poetry as well. These two things are happening simultaneously for him. He is trying to figure out what the world is and how to understand the world.”

One of the most exciting finds is a poem Davy wrote about the ruins he saw in Greece and Rome while on a continental tour between 1813 and 1815, which is interspersed with scientific notes about the materials used in the ruins and sculptures.

“This tour is quite an important moment in Davy’s life,” said Ruston.

It was during this tour of Europe with his protege Michael Faraday, who would go on to invent the first electrical generator, that Davy proved the elemental nature of iodine and that diamonds are made of carbon.

She said: “It blew their minds because you start to realise that one substance can have very different forms. So Davy has this real worldview, that there’s nothing in the world that can be created or destroyed. All the matter that we have is all around us, but it’s continually, very slowly changing into new forms.” Ruston sees a “symbiotic relationship” between Davy’s science and his poetry. “They work with each other.”

For example, he would write about the chemical reasons why leaves change colour and then a few pages later compose a poem about the colour of leaves. He was thinking and writing about his ideas, said Ruston, “in both ways: poetry and science. And in his poetry, you can see his scientific knowledge, and in his science you can see poetic language and persuasive rhetoric, and his facility for expressing himself.”

Mark Miodownik, professor of materials and society at University College London, said the discovery of Davy’s poems was significant because it demonstrates that “you can’t be a great scientist and not be a creative person. The idea that the creative industries are solely for the arts and humanities is a modern fallacy.”

Poetry was a private part of Davy’s creative process. “I think he couldn’t help himself. He’s so full of wonder and amazement that he had to do it – things were running around and around in his head and he had to get them out,” said Miodownik.

The notebooks also contain doodle-like sketches of landscapes and faces, and notes about buying candlesticks and other mundane matters. “We’ve got the pages where he actually isolates potassium using electrolysis. But in the middle of that, he mentioned this person and their address,” said Ruston.

Her team discovered it was a reference to a tailor. “We think he was thinking about how he’s going to announce his amazing discovery at the Royal Society and he would need a new suit in order to do that,” she said.

One of the poems found in Davy’s notebooks, published for the first time

Ye grand memorials of the fate of Man;

That rise a moral lesson to our eyes

More strong and more impressive than the lore

Which Sages teach and ponderous tomes enfold.

To raise a temple and to gratify

Imperial pride and luxury. The world

Was ravaged as a million slaves were taught to raise the pole

Fitted for barbarous sports. In which the blood

Of Man was shed. The master of the globe

The image of eternal majesty

Torn by the fangs of the relentless beast

The rack was brought from Egypt.

Ancient Greece was robbed of all her gods

Her temples spoiled.

And the divinities which Phidias framed

Were brought in bondage to the capital

What now remains, pillars & broken shafts

A heap of ruins. Witness those massy walls

Where once a hundred thousand voices hailed

The dying gladiator; silence reigns

And awful solitude – yet a spirit dwells

Within these ruins.

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