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14 de jul. de 2021 · John Donne and Trinity. Seventeenth-century poet John Donne was one of Oppenheimer’s favorite writers and an inspiration during his work with the Manhattan Project. In 1962, Manhattan Project leader Gen. Leslie Groves wrote to Oppenheimer to ask about the origins of the name Trinity.
Batter my heart, three person'd God (Holy Sonnet 14) John Donne. 1572 –. 1631. Batter my heart, three-personed God, for you. As yet but knock, breathe, shine, and seek to mend; That I may rise, and stand, o'erthrow me, and bend. Your force to break, blow, burn, and make me new. I, like an usurped town, to another due,
By John Donne. Batter my heart, three-person'd God, for you. As yet but knock, breathe, shine, and seek to mend; That I may rise and stand, o'erthrow me, and bend. Your force to break, blow, burn, and make me new. I, like an usurp'd town to another due, Labor to admit you, but oh, to no end; Reason, your viceroy in me, me should defend,
26 de ago. de 2023 · The name "Trinity" is believed to be a reference to a John Donne poem that Oppenheimer was influenced by, connecting it to his love for literature and his relationship with Jean Tatlock, who introduced him to many literary works.
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Trinity was the code name of the first detonation of a nuclear weapon, conducted by the United States Army at 5:29 a.m. MWT (11:29:21 GMT) on July 16, 1945, as part of the Manhattan Project. The test was of an implosion-design plutonium bomb, nicknamed the "gadget", of the same design as the Fat Man bomb later detonated over Nagasaki ...
There is a poem of John Donne, written just before his death, which I know and love. From it a quotation: "As West and East / In all flatt Maps—and I am one—are one, / So death doth touch the Resurrection." That still does not make a Trinity, but in another, better known devotional poem Donne opens, "Batter my heart, three-person ...
THE TRINITY. O blessed glorious Trinity, Bones to philosophy, but milk to faith, Which, as wise serpents, diversely Most slipperiness, yet most entanglings hath, As you distinguish'd, undistinct, By power, love, knowledge be, Give me a such self different instinct, Of these let all me elemented be,
