For My Part, I Can Compare Her

For Truth Has Such A Face And Such A Mien, As To Be Loved Needs Only To Be Seen.

That, If The Gentiles, (whom No Law Inspir'd,) By Nature Did What Was By Law Requir'd; They, Who The Written Rule And Never Known, Were To Themselves Both Rule And Law Alone: To Natures Plain Indictment They Shall Plead; And, By Their Conscience, Be Condemn'd Or Freed.

Restless At Home, And Ever Prone To Range.

Fattened In Vice, So Callous And So Gross, He Sins And Sees Not, Senseless Of His Loss.

A Fiery Soul, Which Working Out Its Way, Fretted The Pygmy-body To Decay: And O'er-informed The Tenement Of Clay. A Daring Pilot In Extremity; Pleased With The Danger, When The Waves Went High He Sought The Storms...