"That mind's the standard of the Man."
Oh, men of science! if you can
Employ the cathode rays
To take the place of jurymen
In those our latter days;
Let not a man upon the bench
To judge another's fate,
Until to cathode he's been sent
To search beneath his pate!
If then you see his mind is free
From prejudice and crime,
And he'll give us all fair justice,
Let him sit there all the time!
But if, upon the other hand,
He won't, although he can,
Then cut him out with the golden rule:
"That mind's the standard of the Man."