Moment poetic

All Nature is but Art, unknown to thee;

All chance, direction which thou canst not see.

All discord, harmony not understood,

All partial evil, universal good.

And, spite of pride, in erring reason's spite,

One truth is clear : whatever is, is right.i

———Thanks Vulpes for reminding me. [↩]

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Thursday, 24 December, Year 7 d.Tr.