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.'