The poem is quite relevant to today's debate, and I've often wished there were a translation. Well, today, in a burst of inspiration, I translated it myself, in abbreviated form (the original has 22 stanzas, I kept only 10 [update: make that 11] -- omiting a parallel between Darwinian and Copernican theory, and the conclusion which points out that Russia is not isolated from the world and science will find its way in). Here goes. "Misha" is, of course, the nickname for Mikhail -- the Russian equivalent of "Mikey."
Is it true, what people tell me?
Everywhere, the news I'm getting:
Misha, it is said, considers
Darwin's system quite upsetting.
Come now, Misha, why get fretful?
You've no tail on your own arse,
So the origin of species
Shouldn't cause much of a fuss.
What's, in any case, your problem
With a gradual creation?
Do you think that in his methods
God from you should take dictation?
Why restrict how He can do things,
By what means and to what end?
I would say that such a viewpoint
Smells of heresy, my friend!
Truly, that's a poor example
You have set from your high place,
And I fear you might be labeled
As a man of little faith.
In the distant past, moreover,
Not much glory's there for man:
For a lump of clay's no better
Than some old orangutan.
Do you think, perhaps, that Darwin
Is for nihilists a banner?
What, good Lord, have they in common
In their message or their manner?
From the beasts to human level
Darwin does us elevate,
While the nihilists would have us
Sink into a beastly state.
Far from being Darwin's vanguard,
They confirm his basic facts,
And their brutish, wild behavior
Of regression often smacks.
Crude and ignorant and shameless,
Spiteful, puffed-up, condescending,
They themselves, I'd say, are backwards
Toward their ancestors descending.
For the acts of bratty rebels
Darwin needs no absolution.
Therefore, Misha, calm your anger,
Cease your foolish persecution!
By the way, nice description of the nihilists -- the far left of their day. Nothing new under the sun, is there.
Those who read Russian can find the original (and the rest of Tolstoy's brilliant satirical poetry) here.