POPE: _Essay on Man,_ Epis. i., Line 267.

Thou art, O God, the life and light
Of all this wondrous world we see;
Its glow by day, its smile by night,
Are but reflections caught from Thee:
Where'er we turn, Thy glories shine,
And all things fair and bright are Thine.
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MOORE: _Thou Art, O God._

And they were canopied by the blue sky,
So cloudless, clear, and purely beautiful
That God alone was to be seen in heaven.
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BYRON: _The Dream,_ St. 4.

The conscious water saw its God and blushed.
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RICHARD CRASHAW: _Epigram._

From Thee, great God, we spring, to Thee we tend,--
Path, motive, guide, original, and end.
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DR. JOHNSON: _Motto to the Rambler,_ No. 7.


=Gods.=

The gods are just, and of our pleasant vices