When you were a tadpole and I was a fish In the Paleozoic time, And side by side on the ebbing tide We sprawled through the ooze and slime, Or skitte… - Langdon Smith

Yet happy we lived and happy we loved,
And happy we died once more;
Our forms were rolled in the clinging mold
Of a Neocomian shore. The eons came and the eons fled And the sleep that wrapped us fast
Was riven away in a newer day And the night of death was past.

Mindless we lived and mindless we loved And mindless at last we died;
And deep in the rift of the Caradoc drift We slumbered side by side.
The world turned on in the lathe of time, The hot lands heaved amain,
Till we caught our breath from the womb of death And crept into light again.

Then I hid me close to the reedy tarn,
Where the mammoth came to drink;
Through brawn and bone I drave the stone And slew him upon the brink.