Said I: "See yon vast heaven shine,-- What earthly sight diviner? Before such radiant Design Why doubt Designer?" Said he: "Design is just a thought In human cerebration, And meaningless if Man is not Part of creation. "But grant Design,-- we may imply The job took toil aplenty; Then why one sole designer, why Not ten or twenty. "But should there be one Source supreme Of matter and of motion, Why mould it like our man-machine For daft devotion?" Said I: "You may be right or wrong, I'll seek not to discover... I listen to yon starry song,-- Still, still God's lover."
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