Edgar Allan Poe - Sonnet—To Science lyrics

Science! true daughter of Old Time thou art! Who alterest all things with thy 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 wandering To seek for treasure in the j**elled skies, Albeit he soared with an undaunted wing? Hast thou not dragged Diana from her car, And driven the Hamadryad from the wood To seek a shelter in some happier star? The gentle Naiad from her fountain flood? The Elfin from the green gra**, and from me The summer dream beneath the tamarind tree.