Robert Hunt, The Poetry of Science; or, Studies of the Physical Phenomena of Nature
“ There are, indeed, “tongues in trees;” but science alone can interpret their mysterious whispers, and in this consists its poetry.To rest content with the bare enunciation of a truth, is to perform but one half of a task. As each atom of matter is involved in an atmosphere of properties and powers, which unites it to every mass of the universe, so each truth, however common it may be, is surrounded by impulses which, being awakened, pass from soul to soul like musical undulations, and which will be repeated through the echoes of space, and prolonged for all eternity. ”
