I trust I have not wasted breath:
      I think we are not wholly brain,
      Magnetic mockeries; not in vain, 
Like Paul with beasts, I fought with Death; 
Not only cunning casts in clay:
      Let Science prove we are, and then
      What matters Science unto men, 
At least to me? I would not stay. 
Let him, the wiser man who springs
      Hereafter, up from childhood shape
      His action like the greater ape, 
But I was born to other things. 
Last modified 16 February 2010
