Prologue

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     Mutual Forgiveness of each vice,
     Such are the Gates of Paradise,
     Against the Accuser's chief desire,
     Who walk'd among the stones of fire.
     Jehovah's Finger wrote the Law;
     Then wept; then rose in zeal and awe,
     And the dead corpse, from Sinai's heat,
     Buried beneath His Mercy-seat.
     O Christians! Christians! tell me why
     You rear it on your altars high?