Read this poem as I was studying Teach Ye Diligently by Boyd K. Packer, and liked it so much I decided to post it today:

Today a professor, in garden relaxing,
Like Plato of old in the Academe shade,
Spoke out in a manner I never had heard him
And this is one of the things that he said:

Suppose that we state as a tenet of wisdom
That knowledge is not for delight of the mind.
Nor an end in itself, but a packet of treasure
To hold and emply for the good of mankind.

A torch or a candle is barren of meaning
Except it give light to men as they climb.
And theses and tomes are but impotent jumble
Unless they are tools in the building of time.

We scholars toil on with the zeal of a miner
For nuggets and nuggets and one nugget more
But scholars are needed to study the uses
Of all the great mass of data and lore.

And truly our tireless and endless researches
Need yoking with man's daily problems and strife
For truth and beauty and virtue have value
Confirmed by their uses in practical life.
Author Unknown