Sonnet-To Poetry

Poets! True friend of all the world thou art!
Our peering eyes see scientific earth
Yet thine still see fair beauty with thine heart
And form the treasured words of home and hearth.
We seek to know, thou seek to freely love
The wonder of our dull realities
With imagery we dare not try. Above
Our research, sours thy creativities.
So claim thou not we drag, nor tear, nor drive;
Nature demands devotion true and wise
From we who touch the tree and knowledge strive
And thee who feel the dreams of tamarinds.
By each, some betterment the other find
To forge a bridge between the soul and mind.

"Sonnet-To Science" by Edgar Allan Poe

Science! True daughter of Old Time thou art!
Who alterest all things with thine peering eyes.
Why preyest thou thus upon the poet's heart?
Vulture, whose wings are dull realities:
How should he love thee? Or how deem thee wise,
Who wouldst not leave him in his wondering
To seek for treasure in the jewelled skies,
Albeit he soared with an undaunted wing?
Hast thou not dragged Diana from her car?
And driven Hamadryad from the wood
To seek a shelter in some happier star?
Hast thou not torn the Naiad from her flood,
The Elfin from the green grass, and from me
The summer dream beneath the tamarind tree?