'Tis Opposites entice
‘Tis Opposites entice
Deformed Men ponder Grace
Bright fires the Blanketless
The Lost Day’s face
The Blind esteem it be
Enough Estate to see
The Captive strangles new
For deeming Beggars play
To lack enamor Thee
Tho’ the Divinity
Be only
Me
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