Thou, who in the noon-time brightness Seest a shadow undefined ;
Hear'st a voice that indistinctly Whispers caution to thy mind :
Thou, who hast a vague foreboding That a peril may be near,
Even when Nature smiles around thee, And thy conscience holds thee clear —
Trust the warning — look before thee — Angels may the mirror show,
Dimly still, but sent to guide thee : We are wiser than we know.
–Charles Mackay <We Are Wiser Than We Know >
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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.
