"Say! when the world was new and fresh from the hand of its Maker,
Ere the first modelled frame thrilled with the tremors of life,....
.... Forms of transcendent might—Beauty with Majesty joined,
None to behold, and none to enjoy, and none to interpret?
Say! was the Work wrought out! Say was the Glory complete?
What could reflect, though dimly and faint, the Ineffable Purpose
Which from chaotic powers, Order and Harmony drew?
What but the reasoning spirit, the thought and the faith and the feeling?
What, but the grateful sense, conscious of love and design?
Man sprang forth at the final behest. His intelligent worship