Nothing from nothing ever yet was born.
So potent was religion in persuading to evil deeds.
We, peopling the void air, make gods to whom we impute the ills we ought to bear.
Globed from the atoms falling slow or swift I see the suns, I see the systems lift Their forms; and even the systems and the suns Shall go back slowly to the eternal drift.
Such crimes has superstition caused.
Such are the heights of wickedness to which men are driven by religion.