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Edgar Guest - SilentEdgar Guest - Silent
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I did not argue with the man,   It seemed a waste of words. He gave to chance the wondrous plan   That gave sweet song to birds. He gave to force the wisdom wise   That shaped the honeybee, And made the useful butterflies   So beautiful to see. And as we walked `neath splendid trees   Which cast a friendly shade, He said: "Such miracles as these   By accident were made." Too well I know what accident   And chance and force disclose To think blind fury could invent   The beauty of a rose. I let him talk and answered not.   I merely thought it odd That he could view a garden plot   And not believe in God.
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