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 | The complete works, poetry and prose, of the Rev. Edward Young prefixed, a life of the author, by John Doran ... With eight illustrations on steel, and a portrait. In two volumes |  |
To close, Lorenzo! Spite of all my pains,
Still seems it strange that thou shouldst live for ever?
Is it less strange that thou shouldst live at all?
This is a miracle; and that no more.
Who gave beginning can exclude an end.
Deny thou art: then doubt if thou shalt be.
A miracle with miracles enclosed
Is man: and starts his faith at what is strange?
What less than wonders from the Wonderful?
What less than miracles from God can flow?
Admit a GOD, (that mystery supreme,
That Cause uncaused!)—all other wonders cease;
Nothing is marvellous for Him to do:
Deny Him—all is mystery besides;
Millions of mysteries! each darker far
Than that thy wisdom would unwisely shun.
If weak thy faith, why choose the harder side?
We nothing know but what is marvellous;
Yet what is marvellous we can't believe.
So weak our reason, and so great our God,
What most surprises in the sacred page,
Or full as strange, or stranger, must be true.
Faith is not Reason's labour, but repose.
Still seems it strange that thou shouldst live for ever?
Is it less strange that thou shouldst live at all?
This is a miracle; and that no more.
Who gave beginning can exclude an end.
Deny thou art: then doubt if thou shalt be.
A miracle with miracles enclosed
Is man: and starts his faith at what is strange?
What less than wonders from the Wonderful?
What less than miracles from God can flow?
Admit a GOD, (that mystery supreme,
That Cause uncaused!)—all other wonders cease;
Nothing is marvellous for Him to do:
Deny Him—all is mystery besides;
Millions of mysteries! each darker far
Than that thy wisdom would unwisely shun.
If weak thy faith, why choose the harder side?
We nothing know but what is marvellous;
Yet what is marvellous we can't believe.
So weak our reason, and so great our God,
What most surprises in the sacred page,
Or full as strange, or stranger, must be true.
Faith is not Reason's labour, but repose.
| The complete works, poetry and prose, of the Rev. Edward Young prefixed, a life of the author, by John Doran ... With eight illustrations on steel, and a portrait. In two volumes | |