Classic and Contemporary Poetry
SCIENCE, HELP!, by AMOS RUSSEL WELLS Poet's Biography First Line: Science, science, quickly speed! Last Line: Science, science, quickly come! Subject(s): Science; Scientists | ||||||||
Science, Science, quickly speed! Save us in our bitter need! See us, see the pallid folk Bent beneath a groaning yoke, Body, mind, and spirit bent Under woes malevolent. Hot consumption slays us here With alternate hope and fear; Gnawing cancers slowly eat, Racking gout enchains our feet, Fevers light their funeral fire, Palsies shake and never tire, Fierce neuralgias shoot their pains, Madness leaps upon our brains, Epilepsy faints and foams, Typhoid lurks within our homes, Thick diphtheria chokes our breath, Cold pneumonia beckons death, And a thousand ills beside Whelm us in a murky tide. Science, Science, quickly speed! Save us in our bitter need! For the world is very fair, And our work is waiting there, And our dear ones, oh, so white Are their faces in the night! And we're waiting eagerly, Science, for the remedy. Oh, are half the marvels true, Hopeful, we have heard from you, That unconquered brain of yours Soon will find a thousand cures, Stop the carnage, raise the weak, Bring the rose to every cheek! Oh, in our time do it all! It is we that moan and call. What to us are pestilence, Fevers, death, a decade hence? It is we that faint and fear, We, and those that hold us dear. In our day avert the doom; Science, Science, quickly come! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...REACTIONARY ESSAY ON APPLIED SCIENCE by PHYLLIS MCGINLEY THE POLITICIAN OF THE IRISH EARLDOM by HILAIRE BELLOC AN AMERICAN SCENE by NORMAN DUBIE WHY WAIT FOR SCIENCE by ROBERT FROST DIXIT INSIPIENS by CAROLYN KIZER GLOBULE by ALICIA SUSKIN OSTRIKER A BATTLE SONG (WRITTEN IN THE WORLD WAR) by AMOS RUSSEL WELLS |
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