I am really not into poetry. Really. Can I emphasize that enough? I realize, though, that that statement is actually quite false since, like most everyone, I love many songs because of their lyrics--and lyrics are poetry set to melody.
But without melody, 99 times out of 100, my eyes will glaze over when poetry is placed before me.
Ironically, here I am posting two stanzas from a long poem called "Don Juan" by Lord Byron. (Who am I?!) I encountered these two stanzas in Isaac Newton by Mitch Stokes, which was a great biography. I happened to not skip over them (as I do 99 times out of 100 when I see poetry lurking on the next page) and was duly rewarded with this:
When Newton saw an apple fall, he found
In that slight startle from his contemplation—
'T is said (for I 'll not answer above ground
For any sage's creed or calculation)—
A mode of proving that the earth turn'd round
In a most natural whirl, called 'gravitation;'
And this is the sole mortal who could grapple,
Since Adam, with a fall or with an apple.
Man fell with apples, and with apples rose,
If this be true; for we must deem the mode
In which Sir Isaac Newton could disclose
Through the then unpaved stars the turnpike road,
A thing to counterbalance human woes:
For ever since immortal man hath glow'd
With all kinds of mechanics, and full soon
Steam-engines will conduct him to the moon.
I don't have the book before me anymore, but if I remember correctly, Stokes used these verses to demonstrate the Enlightenment-world's attitude (reverence, really) toward Newton, his accomplishments, and the belief that reason can do all.
The juxtapositions in these verses...wow. They impress me, and to an equal degree as the imagery in the one other (non-musical) poem I get really excited about.