CHANCE
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. Alexander
Pope (1688-1744) from Essay on Man.
We
do not what we ought, What
we ought not, we do, And
lean upon the thought That
Chance will bring us through. Matthew
Arnold (1822-1888) from Empedocles on Etna.
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