The Jarring Sects
And lately, by the Tavern Door agape,
Came shining through the Dusk an Angel Shape
Bearing a Vessel on his Shoulder; and
He bid me taste of it; and 'twas---the Grape!

The Grape that can with Logic absolute
The Two-and-Seventy jarring Sects confute:
The sovereign Alchemist that in a trice
Life's leaden metal into Gold transmute:

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Vedder's note: Above is shown the Heaven-given wine (taken literally or typically), below the sectarianism which loses sight of the spirit in fierce disputes over the letter.