Ease Would Recant Vows Made In Pain,

None Can Love Freedom Heartily, But Good Men; The Rest Love Not Freedom, But License.

O Dark, Dark, Dark, Amid The Blaze Of Noon, Irrecoverably Dark, Total Eclipse Without All Hope Of Day!

Quips And Cranks And Wanton Wiles, Nods And Becks And Wreathèd Smiles.

The First And Wisest Of Them All Professed To Know This Only, That He Nothing Knew.

The Spirits Perverse With Easy Intercourse Pass To And Fro, To Tempt Or Punish Mortals.