He preached upon "breadth" till it argued him narrow, —
The broad are too broad to define;
And of "Truth" until it proclaimed him a liar—
The Truth never flaunted a sign—
Simplicity fled from his counterfeit presence
As Gold the Pyrites would shun—
What confusion would cover the innocent Jesus
To meet so enabled a Man!
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