Spare me this gravity that serves as burden day by day
All goal to guard with fixity. Each friendship. How we pray
And instead enjoin in beauty. Her encounter. On our way
To inspire us in our living. Better dedicate, our giving
For to proscribe through doctrine, all the qualities of soul
And to portray as open hearted: those who live for goal
Is to foist upon us burden. Indeed, much company for trolls
Who decry all spirit Liberty. And those. Who would be free
There is dream today in Nablus for this law
This word: the saintly word of Paul with Silas as in Philippi, delivered for the poor
unto the gate of Rome, no less: That evil is an appetite much flawed
Too partial for true citizens well dressed, who must contain the rank of Babel and all division, Cain and Abel