Evolution: A FantasyJohn W. Luce & Company, 1915 - 60 pages |
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... Eohippus , And they called him very small , And they thought him of no value- When they thought of him at all ; For the lumpish old Dinoceras And Coryphodon so slow Were the heavy aristocracy In days of long ago . Said the little Eohippus ...
... Eohippus , And they called him very small , And they thought him of no value- When they thought of him at all ; For the lumpish old Dinoceras And Coryphodon so slow Were the heavy aristocracy In days of long ago . Said the little Eohippus ...
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... Eohippus But he skipped away and mocked . Then they laughed enormous laughter And they groaned enormous groans , And they bade young Eohippus Go view his father's bones . Said they , " You always were as small And mean as now we see ...
... Eohippus But he skipped away and mocked . Then they laughed enormous laughter And they groaned enormous groans , And they bade young Eohippus Go view his father's bones . Said they , " You always were as small And mean as now we see ...
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... EOHIPPUS . An Eocene perissodactyl with four anterior and three posterior digits apparently allied to the Hyraco- therium ancestors of horse - like animals . DINOCERAS . A gigantic mammal of elephantine form , having three pairs of ...
... EOHIPPUS . An Eocene perissodactyl with four anterior and three posterior digits apparently allied to the Hyraco- therium ancestors of horse - like animals . DINOCERAS . A gigantic mammal of elephantine form , having three pairs of ...
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Aahlu Anthropoidal Apes Auroch AVE POST SAECULA Bagshot beauty bone brain breath Cambrian Caradoc Cave Bear caverns change your nature Charlotte Perkins Gilman Christian slave Coraline crag Coryphodon cretaceous dark dawn death deep Dinoceras dreams earth elephant Eocene eons extinct eyes FINAL THOUGHT fish fossils fresh-water formation geological Glacial period going Grant Allen grass hair higher and higher immortal jellyfish Kemi Kimmeridge clay king in Babylon Langdon Smith LAURENS MAYNARD lethargic mist light lived long ago loved you once LOXOLOPHODON mammal MAMMOTHS MASTODON METEMPSYCHOSIS midge's MIDGES mindless moon mortal Neocomian Neolithic o'er old Japan old world once in old Oolitic Paleozoic Peruvian captive plain poem prehistoric Purbeck races reincarnation rock-tomb Roman Mars sand shore Smith EVOLUTION soul STANZA VII stars stone age strange strata sweet tadpole TERTIARY ROCKS things Thomas Bailey Aldrich TOYOKUNI trees Tremadoc tusks verse weakliest Wealden William Ernest Henley young Eohippus
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Page 16 - Immense have been the preparations for me, , • Faithful and friendly the arms that have help'd me. Cycles" ferried my cradle, rowing and rowing like cheerful boatmen, For room to me stars kept aside in their own rings, They sent influences to look after what was to hold me. Before I was born out of my mother generations guided me, My embryo has never been torpid, nothing could overlay it...
Page 18 - Thus the Seer, With vision clear, Sees forms appear and disappear, In the perpetual round of strange, Mysterious change From birth to death, from death to birth, From earth to heaven, from heaven to earth ; Till glimpses more sublime Of things, unseen before, Unto his wondering eyes reveal The Universe, as an immeasurable wheel Turning for evermore In the rapid and rushing river of Time.
Page 33 - OR ever the knightly years were gone With the old world to the grave, I was a King in Babylon And you were a Christian Slave.
Page 20 - In days of long ago. Said the little Eohippus, "I am going to be a horse! And on my middle finger-nails 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!
Page 31 - I HAVE been here before, But when or how I cannot tell : I know the grass beyond the door, The sweet keen smell, The sighing sound, the lights around the shore. You have been mine before, — How long ago I may not know : But just when at that swallow's soar Your neck turned so, Some veil did fall, — I knew it all of yore.
Page 16 - Cycles ferried my cradle, rowing and rowing like cheerful boatmen, For room to me stars kept aside in their own rings, They sent influences to look after what was to hold me. Before I was born out of my mother generations guided me, My embryo has never been torpid, nothing could overlay it. For it the nebula cohered to an orb, The long slow strata piled to rest it on, Vast vegetables gave it sustenance, Monstrous sauroids transported it in their mouths and deposited it with care. All forces have...
Page ii - A FIRE MIST and a planet — A crystal and a cell, — A jellyfish and a saurian, And caves where the cave men dwell; Then a sense of law and beauty, And a face turned from the clod — Some call it Evolution, And others call it God.
Page 24 - We are going to turn life upside down About a thing called gold! We are going to want the earth, and take As much as we can hold! We are going to wear great piles of stuff Outside our proper skins! We are going to have Diseases! And Accomplishments!! And Sins!!!" Then they all rose up in fury Against their boastful friend, For prehistoric patience Cometh quickly to an end. Said one, "This is chimerical! Utopian! Absurd!
Page 22 - Man! And stand upright, and hunt, and fight, And conquer all I can! I'm going to cut down forest trees, To make my houses higher ! I'm going to kill the Mastodon! I'm going to make a fire!" Loud screamed the Anthropoidal Apes, With laughter wild and gay; They tried to catch that boastful one, But he always got away; So they yelled at him in chorus, Which he minded not a whit; And they pelted him with cocoanuts, Which didn't seem to hit ; And then they gave him reasons, Which they thought of much...
Page 8 - Your hair is as dark as jet. Your years are few, your life is new, Your soul untried, and yet — Our trail is on the Kimmeridge clay, And the scarp of the Purbeck flags, We have left our bones in the Bagshot stones, And deep in the Coraline crags; Our love is old, our lives are old, And death shall come amain; Should it come to-day, what man may say We shall not live again?