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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.
The expression often used by Mr. Herbert Spencer of the Survival
of the Fittest is more accurate, and is read more
The expression often used by Mr. Herbert Spencer of the Survival
of the Fittest is more accurate, and is sometimes equally
convenient.
This survival of the fittest, which I have here sought to express
in mechanical terms, is that which Mr. read more
This survival of the fittest, which I have here sought to express
in mechanical terms, is that which Mr. Darwin has called "natural
selection, or the preservation of favoured races in the struggle
for life."
A fire-mist and a planet,
A crystal and a cell,
A jellyfish and a saurian,
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A fire-mist and a planet,
A crystal and a cell,
A jellyfish and a saurian,
And caves where the cavemen dwell;
Then a sense of law and beauty,
And a face turned from the clod--
Some call it Evolution,
And others call it God.
When you were a tadpole, and I was a fish,
In the Palaeozoic time,
And side by read more
When you were a tadpole, and I was a fish,
In the Palaeozoic time,
And side by side in the sluggish tide
We sprawled in the ooze and slime.
I was at Euphorbus at the siege of Troy.
I was at Euphorbus at the siege of Troy.
Pouter, tumbler, and fantail are from the same source;
The racer and hack may be traced to one Horse;
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Pouter, tumbler, and fantail are from the same source;
The racer and hack may be traced to one Horse;
So men were developed from monkeys of course,
Which nobody can deny.
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!"
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.