Reducing the universe to one round view, and terming it religion, is truly beyond my capacity: compressing one's view, like a hoop, for other folk to be whipped through -- squeezing the rim so tight that not even a gnat could manage the hole -- requires more strength than I have the pincers for: beholding what one is pleased to call, God, and greeting Him exclusively through the monocle of one's own righteousness -- that eye suffers astigmatism; I prefer to try the other. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A FAREWELL by GEORGE GASCOIGNE TO LIVE MERRILY AND TO TRUST TO GOOD VERSES by ROBERT HERRICK MAY MORNING by CELIA LEIGHTON THAXTER FARM-YARD SONG by JOHN TOWNSEND TROWBRIDGE EPISTLES ON THE CHARACTER AND CONDITION OF WOMEN: 1 by LUCY AIKEN THE PLEASURES OF IMAGINATION; A POEM. ENLARGED VERSION: BOOK 4 by MARK AKENSIDE |