Friday, August 21, 2020

Copeland

I do not now nor ever shall pretend
To know the mind of God past revelation;
The limits of my present inculcation
Lie well before the knowledge might transcend
My merely mortal being. They descend
From (I may say) a proper education
Stewed in the heat of ratiocination
But have no inspiration to extend
Past mere analysis. I cannot claim
Divine insight beyond the eye of man
Or prophecy pursued past point of sense
I cannot read the vowels in the Name
(Nor do I much believe that any can)
But as I am, I am, with no pretence.

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