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75
TO ---
FAITH AND FREE-THINKING.
No trace is left upon that callous mindBy truths, that form on thy susceptive thought
In instant symmetry; thy mate is blind,
A smart, free-thinking sophist, pledg'd to nought;
Is he not blind, the man who rashly dares
To strut about a realm of mystery?
Who carries up his small philosophy
Into the heights of Zion, and prepares
A lecture on his trespass? To a heart
So braz'd with wisdom, canst thou hope to prove
That old-world story of a Saviour's love?
In thy glad loyalties he bears no part;
He wonders at the rapture in thine eye;
Negation has no bond with ecstasy!
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