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.”