Christus Mattaeum et Discipulos Alloquitur
Leave , leave, converted publican! lay down
That sinful trash, which in thy happier race,
To gain a heavenly crown,
Clogs thy free pace.
O! what for this pale dirt will not man do?
Nay, even now, 'mongst you
(For this) there's one I see,
Seeks to sell me.
But times will come hereafter, when for gold
I shall by more (alas!) than one be sold.
That sinful trash, which in thy happier race,
To gain a heavenly crown,
Clogs thy free pace.
O! what for this pale dirt will not man do?
Nay, even now, 'mongst you
(For this) there's one I see,
Seeks to sell me.
But times will come hereafter, when for gold
I shall by more (alas!) than one be sold.
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