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