Don’t know which to choose, courage or courtesy?
Can’t be able to choose,
for one is a resolution without fear,
and the other a liberality above custom.
For as the moon borrows nothing from the sun but light,
I borrow nothing else from you but your strength
But to choose is a duty that I have to perform.
A way to determine my destination, lest I suffer if I conform,
The allure of choice can be tempting nay confusing,
But in the end I have to decide, even if I keep refusing.
It’s a controversy how natural causes, should, work supernatural effects
I cannot by natural reason,
give a reason of the ebbing and flowing of the sea;
which makes me in the depth of my heart,
to cry out to a cause higher than me.
I blush to a weakness am not ashamed to confess
Might my words crave pardon and my counsel credit.
I would discharge the duty of a subject for so I am to God
and the office of a friend for so He says I am.