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Out of the dusk a shadow,
Then a spark;
Out of the cloud a silence,
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Out of the dusk a shadow,
Then a spark;
Out of the cloud a silence,
Then a lark;
Out of the heart a rapture,
Then a pain;
Out of the dead, cold ashes,
Life again.
Said the little Eohippus,
"I am going to be a horse,
And on my middle fingernails
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Said the little Eohippus,
"I am going to be a horse,
And on my middle fingernails
To run my earthly course!
. . . .
I'm going to have a flowing tail!
I'm going to have a mane!
I'm going to stand fourteen hands high
On the Psychozoic plain!"
Today, the theory of evolution is an accepted fact for everyone but a fundamentalist minority, whose objections are based not read more
Today, the theory of evolution is an accepted fact for everyone but a fundamentalist minority, whose objections are based not on reasoning but on doctrinaire adherence to religious principles
We seem to exist in a hazardous time,
Driftin' along here through space;
Nobody knows just when read more
We seem to exist in a hazardous time,
Driftin' along here through space;
Nobody knows just when we begun,
Or how fur we've gone in the race.
Is there evil but on earth? Or pain in every people sphere?
Well, be grateful for the sounding watchword read more
Is there evil but on earth? Or pain in every people sphere?
Well, be grateful for the sounding watchword "Evolution" here.
Promise yourself to live your life as a revolution and not just a process of evolution.
Promise yourself to live your life as a revolution and not just a process of evolution.
I was at Euphorbus at the siege of Troy.
I was at Euphorbus at the siege of Troy.
Evolution ever climbing after some ideal good
And Reversion ever dragging Evolution in the mud.
Evolution ever climbing after some ideal good
And Reversion ever dragging Evolution in the mud.
Till o'er the wreck, emerging from the storm,
Immortal Nature lifts her changeful form:
Mounts from her read more
Till o'er the wreck, emerging from the storm,
Immortal Nature lifts her changeful form:
Mounts from her funeral pyre on wings of flame,
And soars and shines, another and the same.