If not your reason, yet at least your zeal;
And when those wicked thoughts, that keep me poor,
And bar respect, assail me as before
With force combin’d, you’ll drive the fiend away;
For you shall reason, James, and Martha pray.” 310
But though the Doctor could reply with ease
To all such trivial arguments as these—
Though he could reason, or at least deride,
There was a power that would not be defied;
A closer reasoner, whom he could not shun,