'Tush!' quoth the Zahid, 'well we ken the teaching of the school abhorr'd 'That maketh man automaton, mind a secretion, soul a word.' 'Of molecules and protoplasm you matter-mongers prompt to prate; 'Of jelly-speck development and apes that grew to man's estate.' Vain cavil! all that is hath come either by Mir'acle or by Law; - Why waste on this your hate and fear, why waste on that your love and awe?

'Th' immortal mind of mortal man!' we hear yon loud-lunged Zealot cry; Whose mind but means his sum of thought, an essence of atomic 'I.' Thought is the work o…

Is not the highest honour his who from the worst hath drawn the best; May not your Maker make the world from matter, an it suit His hest? Nay more, the sordide…

Words, words that gender things! The soul is a new-comer on the scene; Sufficeth not the breath of Life to work the matter-born machine? The race of Be'ing fro…