And then came Science with her torch red-lit <br />And cosmic marvels round her glowing head— <br />The primal cell, the worm, the quadruped— <br />Striving to make each to the other fit. <br />Tongue-trumpeting her own unchallenged wit, <br />She offered me the woof of Wisdom’s thread, <br />And Truth and Purity that hourly tread <br />The paths where sages in their wonder sit. <br /> <br />And still I smiled and kissed you with a sob. <br />My lips on yours, I heard, high up above <br />Love’s feet ring laughter on the starry sod <br />And felt the echo through our bosoms throb. <br />Beloved, Science ends in our pure love <br />Which shares alone the secrets of our God.<br /><br />Zora Bernice May Cross<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/love-sonnet-x/
