If we could roll back History A century, let`s say, And start from there, I`m sure that we Would find things as to-day: In all creation`s cosmic range No vestige of a change. Turn back a thousand years, the same Unchangement we would view; Cause and Effect their laws proclaim, The truest of the true, And in life`s mechanistic groove The Universe would move. Grim is the grip of the Machine And everything we do Designed implacably has been Since earth was virgin new: We strut our parts as they were writ,— That`s all there is to it. Curse on such thinking! let us play At Free Will, though we be The gnatlike creatures of the day, The dupes of Destiny . . . The merle is merry in the may— Tommorow`s time to pray.SourceThe script ran 0.001 seconds.
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