You saw Visions, heard Voices, held Vigil for Mathesis' sake
Unsleeping, for seven moons, by Moroni's Salt Lake
Utility thy Univocity, to Thymotic Pride so Resistant
God now the Devil's drunken Proof Assistant
For how much more blood must our wine yet atone?
& bread become flesh so stone remain stone?
To witness Christ's lemma
Is to die to his dilemma
From Foundations univalent
How hide one's talent?
Or, in St. Brendan's coracle,
Find the alewife oracle?
Envoi-
Prince! Blame not the Sa'qi's cupid's bow if thy goblet overflows
Only stupid gardeners know the sorrows of the rose!
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