Hung over her enamour'd, and beheld Beauty, which, whether waking or asleep, Shot forth peculiar graces.
Enjoy your dear wit and gay rhetoric, That hath so well been taught her dazzling fence.
They eat, they drink, and in communion sweet Quaff immortality and joy.
Hail holy light, offspring of heav'n firstborn!
For books are as meats and viands are; some of good, some of evil sub-stance.
So farewell hope, and with hope farewell fear,Farewell remorse: all good to me is lost;Evil,be thou my good.