Instruction in religion, morals, well,
They call me blasphemer and sensualist,
But read my poems. Christianity
Was never of rejected things with me.
The Decalogue is good enough, I think.
And Shelley's theories, atheist speculations
I never shared—nor social dreams. The scheme
Of having all things, women, too, in common
Means common women. I have sinned, I know—
I call it sin. The marriage vow I honor,