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Man, without religion, is the creature of circumstances.
Man, without religion, is the creature of circumstances.
The long arm of coincidence.
The long arm of coincidence.
The massive gates of circumstance
Are turned upon the smallest hinge,
And thus some seeming pettiest chance
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The massive gates of circumstance
Are turned upon the smallest hinge,
And thus some seeming pettiest chance
Oft gives our life its after-tinge.
The trifles of our daily lives,
The common things, scarce worth recall,
Whereof no visible trace survives,
These are the mainsprings after all.
By some fortuitous concourse of atoms.
[Lat., Fortuito quodam concursu atomorum.]
By some fortuitous concourse of atoms.
[Lat., Fortuito quodam concursu atomorum.]
Circumstances beyond my individual control.
Circumstances beyond my individual control.
To what fortuitous occurrence do we not owe every pleasure and
convenience of our lives.
To what fortuitous occurrence do we not owe every pleasure and
convenience of our lives.
And circumstance, that unspiritual god,
And miscreator, makes and helps along
Our coming evils, with a critch-like read more
And circumstance, that unspiritual god,
And miscreator, makes and helps along
Our coming evils, with a critch-like rod,
Whose touch turns hope to dust--the dust we all have trod.
Epicureans, that ascribed the origin and frame of the world not
to the power of God, but to the read more
Epicureans, that ascribed the origin and frame of the world not
to the power of God, but to the fortuitous concourse of atoms.
For these attacks do not contribute to make us frail but rather
show us to be what we are.
For these attacks do not contribute to make us frail but rather
show us to be what we are.