Hermann Scheffauer an Ernst Haeckel, London, 24. August 1906

Ein altes Versenwerk von mir,

– mit ihrem Hut als Symbol!

Haeckels‘ Hat

Under Haeckeel’s beaver hat

Huge and blinding bolts abide

Such as shattered far and wide

Error’s sable structures flat.

Warlike bolts that onward blaze

Clearing paths within the maze

Where dark Superstition sat

Safe from Haeckel and his hat.

Under Haeckel’s beaver hat

Glows a sun to lay the mists

Bred by pseudo-scientists

From the churches‘ steaming vat.

And the garnered gold is heir,

Covered by the silver mat

Under Haeckel’s beaver hat.

Under Haeckel’s beaver hat,

Science found her Luther’s tongue;

Truth to him was fair and young,

And he wooed her and he gat

From her love a joy that lights

Man to new and nobler heights,

Gleaming with the luster that

Shines from under Haeckel’s hat.

Aus dem „Clarion“, London, August 24, 1906

Herman Scheffauer