I Really Cannot Know Whether I Am

In Solitude, When We Are Least Alone.

In Hope To Merit Heaven By Making Earth A Hell.

Sweet Is Old Wine In Bottles, Ale In Barrels.

We Have Fools In All Sects, And Impostors In Most; Why Should I Believe Mysteries No One Can Understand, Because Written By Men Who Chose To Mistake Madness For Inspiration And Style Themselves Evangelicals?

When Bishop Berkeley Said "there Was No Matter." And Proved It--'t Was No Matter What He Said.