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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=342898" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Religious Progress</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Professor dear, I think it queer<br>That all these good religions<br>('Twixt you and me, some two or three<br>Are schemes for plucking pigeons)</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I mean 'tis strange that every change<br>Our poor minds to unfetter<br>Entails a new religion-true<br>As t' other one, and better.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">From each in turn the truth we learn,<br>That wood or flesh or spirit<br>May justly boast it rules the roast<br>Until we cease to fear it.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Nay, once upon a time long gone<br>Man worshipped Cat and Lizard:<br>His God he'd find in any kind<br>Of beast, from a to izzard.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">When risen above his early love<br>Of dirt and blood and slumber,<br>He pulled down these vain deities,<br>And made one out of lumber.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Far better that than even a cat,'<br>The Howisons all shouted;<br>'When God is wood religion's good!'<br>But one poor cynic doubted.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'A timber God-that's very odd!'<br>Said Progress, and invented<br>The simple plan to worship Man,<br>Who, kindly soul! consented.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But soon our eye we lift asky,<br>Our vows all unregarded,<br>And find (at least so says the priest)<br>The Truth-and Man's discarded.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Along our line of march recline<br>Dead gods devoid of feeling;<br>And thick about each sun-cracked lout<br>Dried Howisons are kneeling.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Ambrose+Bierce">Ambrose Bierce</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=342898" data-title="Religious Progress de Ambrose Bierce" data-description="Professor dear, I think it queer That all these good religions ('Twixt you and me, some two or three Are schemes for plucking pigeons) I mean 'tis strange that every change Our poor minds to unfetter Entails a new religion-true As t' other one, a..."></div> </div> </div>
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