XCI.

But here again, why will I thus entangle

Myself with Metaphysics? None can hate

So much as I do any kind of wrangle;

And yet, such is my folly, or my fate,

I always knock my head against some angle

About the present, past, or future state:

Yet I wish well to Trojan and to Tyrian,

For I was bred a moderate Presbyterian.

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