All nature is but art, unknown to thee; All chance — Alexander Pope

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.

An Essay on Man, I, l. 289

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