The poem
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."