html.skin-theme-clientpref-night @media(prefers-color-scheme:dark){html.skin-theme-clientpref-os }Rome's Holy-days you tell, as if a Guest
With the old Romans you were wont to feast.
Numa's Religion by themselves believ'd,
Excells the true, only in shew receiv'd.
They made the Nations round about 'em bow,
With their Dictators taken from the Plough:
Such Pow'r has Justice, Faith and Honesty;
The World was conquer'd by Morality.
Seeming Devotion does but guild[errata 1] a Knave,
That's neither Faithful, Honest, Just, nor Brave:
But where Religion does with Vertue joyn,
It makes a Hero, like an Angel shine.