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[What if “Nature” be so finely wrought]
What if “Nature” be so finely wrought,
She is subtler than our subtlest thought,
Grander than our best imagining:
Is not Nature then a marvellous thing?
Wherein we too have our part and lot
Of a surety neither low nor small.
She is subtler than our subtlest thought,
Grander than our best imagining:
Is not Nature then a marvellous thing?
Wherein we too have our part and lot
Of a surety neither low nor small.
What if something in ourselves be found
Finer, larger yet than all around,
And whereby alone we see it all?
Finer, larger yet than all around,
And whereby alone we see it all?
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