God puts his finger in the other scale, And up we bounce, a bubble. Nought is great Nor small, with God; for none but he can make The atom imperceptible, and none But he can make a world; he counts the orbs, He counts the atoms of the universe, And makes both equal; both are infinite.

Festus: A Poem, Scene IV (p. 83), George Routledge & Sons, Limited. 1893