[From https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/In_Memoriam_A.H.H]

Who trusted God was love indeed
And love Creation’s final law
Tho’ Nature, red in tooth and claw
With ravine, shriek’d against his creed.
The hills are shadows, and they flow
From form to form, and nothing stands;T
hey melt like mist, the solid lands,
Like clouds they shape themselves and go.
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Where are the stars? The mighty sun?
Of space—and time—and matter—where?
What mightier hand than God’s could fling
The stars around the sky like sand?
Whose throes convuls’d the deepest sea,
And bade the abyss its secrets roar?`
If Nature’s laws the stars control,
Then God is less than Nature’s soul.
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