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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?

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