Not to know me argues yourselves unknown.

Ease would recant Vows made in pain, as violent and void.

A man may be ungrateful, but the human race is not so.

From restless thoughts, that, like a deadly swarm Of hornets arm'd, no sooner found alone, But rush upon me thronging.

Hear all ye angels, progeny of light, Thrones, dominations, princedoms, virtues, powers.

O shame to men! Devil with devil damned Firm concord holds, men only disagree Of creatures rational, though under hope Of heavenly grace: and God proclaiming peace, Yet live in hatred, enmity, and strife Among themselves, and levy cruel wars, Wasting the earth, each other to destroy: As if (which might induce us to accord) Man had not hellish foes enough besides, That day and night for his destruction wait.

The redundant locks, robustious to no purpose, clustering down--vast monument of strength.