A God without dominion, providence, and final causes, is nothing else but fate and nature.

Who sees with equal eye, as God of all, A hero perish, or a sparrow fall, Atoms or systems into ruin hurl'd, And now a bubble burst, and now a world.

Warms in the sun, refreshes in the breeze, Glows in the stars, and blossoms in the trees.

Who finds not Providence all good and wise, Alike in what it gives, and what denies.

Destroy all creatures for thy sport or gust, Yet cry, if man's unhappy, God's unjust.

All are but parts of one stupendous whole, whose body Nature is, and God the soul