Philosophy will clip an angel's wings, Conquer all mysteries by rule and line, Empty the haunted air, and gnomed mine - Unweave a rainbow.
Load every rift with ore.
His religion at best is an anxious wish,-like that of Rabelais, a great Perhaps.
Knowledge enormous makes a god of me.
Alas! when passion is both meek and wild!
Stop and consider! life is but a day