EVIDENCES OF GOD
This life were brutish did we not sometimes
Have intimations clear of wider scope
Hints of occasion infinite, to keep
The soul alert with noble discontent
And onward yearnings of unstilled desire;
Fruitless, except we now and then divined
A mystery of purpose, gleaning through
The secular confusion of the world,
Whose will we darkly accomplish, doing ours. James Russell Lowell, from The Cathedral.
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