To David Mallet Esq., on a mistaken

Wit, like yours — and yet forgot ?
Dreamy doubt? believe it not.
Faith, in silence, loves to dwell,
Fill'd with sense, it shuns to tell .
Shoaly waters loudest dash;
Distant light'nings longest flash:
Spare pretence's empty drum,
Deepest joys are, oft'nest, dumb :
Bodies part — but mutual mind
Stretch'd immense, continuous join'd ,
Ever tangent, always seen,
Souls embrace, with world's between .
Pride , indeed, avows it fit,
Men, forgotten , should forget:
Reason more to justice owes;
Reason loves — because it knows .
Debt can ne'er for traffick stay;
Unreceiving , it, must pay :
Taste of other's worth — shou'd none
Lend a weight, to aid our own —
Don't, howe'er, the balance fail ,
Toss in self to turn the scale .
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