The new creed of science, which showeth to man
How he darkly began,
How he grew from a cell to a soul, without plan;
How he breaks like a wave of the ocean, and goes
To eternal repose—
A tone that must fade, tho’ the great Music grows! ‘=
even then, we should know nothing of the First Cause. That must for ever remain inscrutable.”
“But how horrible it would be to believe in annihilation? Can you believe in it?”
“Certainly not,” replied the philosopher.
Ellens face brightened.