
By NATALIE ANGIER
Sir
Isaac Newton was a towering genius in the history of science, he knew
he was a genius, and he didn’t like wasting his time. Born on Dec. 25,
1642, the great English physicist and mathematician rarely socialized
or traveled far from home. He didn’t play sports or a musical
instrument, gamble at whist or gambol on a horse. He dismissed poetry
as “a kind of ingenious nonsense,” and the one time he attended an
opera he fled at the third act. Newton was unmarried, had no known
romantic liaisons and may well have died, at the age of 85, with his
virginity intact. “I never knew him to take any recreation or pastime,”
said his assistant, Humphrey Newton, “thinking all hours lost that
were not spent on his studies.”
No,
it wasn’t easy being Newton. Not only did he hammer out the universal
laws of motion and gravitational attraction, formulating equations that
are still used today to plot the trajectories of space rovers bound
for Mars; and not only did he discover the spectral properties of light
and invent calculus. Sir Isaac had a whole other full-time career, a
parallel intellectual passion that he kept largely hidden from view but
that rivaled and sometimes surpassed in intensity his devotion to
celestial mechanics. Newton was a serious alchemist, who spent night
upon dawn for three decades of his life slaving over a stygian furnace
in search of the power to transmute one chemical element into another.
< Newton’s
interest in alchemy has long been known in broad outline, but the
scope and details of that moonlighting enterprise are only now becoming
clear, as science historians gradually analyze and publish Newton’s
extensive writings on alchemy — a million-plus words from the
Newtonian archives that had previously been largely ignored.
Speaking
last week at the Perimeter Institute for Theoretical Physics in
Waterloo, Ontario, William Newman, a professor of the history and
philosophy of science at Indiana University in Bloomington, described
his studies of Newton’s alchemical oeuvre, and offered insight into the
central mystery that often baffles contemporary Newton fans. How could
the man who vies in surveys with Albert Einstein for the title of
“greatest physicist ever,” the man whom James Gleick has aptly
designated “chief architect of the modern world,” have been so swept up
in what looks to modern eyes like a medieval delusion? How could the
ultimate scientist have been seemingly hornswoggled by a totemic
psuedoscience like alchemy, which in its commonest rendering is
described as the desire to transform lead into gold? Was Newton mad —
perhaps made mad by exposure to mercury, as some have proposed? Was he
greedy, or gullible, or stubbornly blind to the truth?
In
Dr. Newman’s view, none of the above. Sir Isaac the Alchemist, he
said, was no less the fierce and uncompromising scientist than was Sir
Isaac, author of the magisterial Principia Mathematica. There were
plenty of theoretical and empirical reasons at the time to take the
principles of alchemy seriously, to believe that compounds could be
broken down into their basic constituents and those constituents then
reconfigured into other, more desirable substances.
Miners were pulling up from the ground twisted bundles of copper and silver that were shaped like the stalks of a plant, suggesting that veins of metals and minerals were proliferating underground with almost florid zeal.
Pools found around other mines seemed to have extraordinary properties. Dip an iron bar into the cerulean waters of the vitriol springs of modern-day Slovakia, for example, and the artifact will emerge agleam with copper, as though the dull, dark particles of the original had been elementally reinvented. “It was perfectly reasonable for Isaac Newton to believe in alchemy,” said Dr. Newman. “Most of the experimental scientists of the 17th century did.”
Moreover, while the alchemists of the day may not have mastered the art of transmuting one element into another — an ordeal that we have since learned requires serious equipment like a particle accelerator, or the belly of a star — their work yielded a bounty of valuable spinoffs, including new drugs, brighter paints, stronger soaps and better booze. “Alchemy was synonymous with chemistry,” said Dr. Newman, “and chemistry was much bigger than transmutation.”
For Newton, alchemy may also have proved bigger than chemistry. Dr. Newman argues that Sir Isaac’s alchemical investigations helped yield one of his fundamental breakthroughs in physics: his discovery that white light is a mixture of colored rays, and that a sunbeam prismatically fractured into the familiar rainbow suite called Roy G. Biv can with a lens be resolved to tidy white sunbeam once again.
“I
would go so far as to say that alchemy was crucial to Newton’s
breakthroughs in optics,” said Dr. Newman. “He’s not just passing light
through a prism — he’s resynthesizing it.” Consider this a case of
“technology transfer,” said Dr. Newman, “from chemistry to physics.” The
conceptual underpinning to the era’s alchemical fixation was the idea
of matter as hierarchical and particulate — that tiny, indivisible and
semipermanent particles come together to form ever more complex and
increasingly porous substances, a notion not so different from the
reality revealed by 20th-century molecular biology and quantum physics.
With
the right solvents and the perfect reactions, the researchers thought,
it should be possible to reduce a substance to its core constituents —
its corpuscles, as Newton called them — and then prompt the
corpuscles to adopt new configurations and programs. Newton and his
peers believed it was possible to prompt metals to grow, or “vegetate,”
in a flask. After all, many chemical reactions were known to leave
lovely dendritic residues in their wake. Dissolve a pinch of silver and
mercury in a solution of nitric acid, drop in a lump of metal amalgam,
and soon a spidery, glittering “Tree of Diana” will form on the glass.
Or add iron to hydrochloric acid and boil the solution to dryness. Then
prepare a powdery silicate mix of sand and potassium carbonate. Put the
two together, and you will have a silica garden, in which the ruddy
ferric chloride rises and bifurcates, rises and bifurcates, as though
it were reaching toward sunlight and bursting into bloom.
Add
to this the miners’ finds of tree- and rootlike veins of metals and
alchemists understandably concluded that metals must be not only
growing underground, but ripening. Hadn’t twined ores of silver and lead
been found? Might not the lead be halfway to a mature state of
silverdom? Surely there was a way to keep the disinterred metal root
balls sprouting in the lab, coaxing their fruit to full succulent
ripeness as the noblest of metals — lead into silver, copper to gold?
Well,
no. If mineral veins sometimes resemble botanical illustrations, blame
it on Earth’s molten nature and fluid mechanics: when seen from above,
a branching river also looks like a tree.
Yet
the alchemists had their triumphs, inventing brilliant new pigments,
perfecting the old — red lead oxide, yellow arsenic sulfide, a little
copper and vinegar and you’ve got bright green verdigris. Artists were
advised, forget about mixing your own colors: you can get the best from
an alchemist. The chemistry lab replaced the monastery garden as a
source of new medicines. “If you go to the U.K. today and use the word
‘chemist,’ the assumption is that you’re talking about the pharmacist,”
said Dr. Newman. “That tradition goes back to the 17th century.”
Alchemists
also became expert at spotting cases of fraud. It was a renowned
alchemist who proved that the “miraculous” properties of vitriol
springs had nothing to do with true transmutation. Instead, the water’s
vitriol, or copper sulfate, would cause iron atoms on the surface of a
submerged iron rod to leach into the water, leaving pores that were
quickly occupied by copper atoms from the spring.
“There
were a lot of charlatans, especially in the noble courts of Europe,”
said Dr. Newman. Should an alchemist be found guilty of attempting to
deceive the king, the penalty was execution, and in high gilded style.
The alchemist would be dressed in a tinsel suit and hanged from a
gallows covered in gold-colored foil.
Newton
proved himself equally intolerant of chicanery, when, in his waning
years, he took a position as Master of the Mint. “In pursuing clippers
and counterfeiters, he called on long-nurtured reserves of Puritan
anger and righteousness,” writes James Gleick in his biography of
Newton.
“He was brutal,” said Mark Ratner, a materials chemist at Northwestern University. “He sentenced people to death for trying to scrape the gold off of coins.” Newton may have been a Merlin, a Zeus, the finest scientist of all time. But make no mistake about it, said Dr. Ratner. “He was not a nice guy.”
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