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God! ask me not to record your wonders, / I admit the stars and the suns / And the countless worlds.
But I have measured their distances / And weighed them and discovered their substances.
I have devised wings for the air, / And keels for water, / And horses of iron for the earth.
I have lengthened the vision you gave me a million times, / And the hearing you gave me a million times, / I have leaped over space with speech, / And taken fire for light out of the air.
I have built great cities and bored through the hills, / And bridged majestic waters.
I have written the Iliad and Hamlet;
And I have explored your mysteries, / And searched for you without ceasing, / And found you again after losing you / In hours of weariness --
And I ask you:
How would you like to create a sun / And the next day have the worms / Slipping in and out between your fingers?