Clemens Brentano.

There is no God,—the fool in secret said;

There is no God that rules on earth or sky;

Tear off the band that folds the wretched head,

That God may burst upon his faithless eye.

Is there no God?—the stars in myriads spread,

If he look up, the blasphemy deny,

Whilst his own features, in the mirror read,

Reflect the image of Divinity.

Is there no God?—the silver stream that flows,