Lethe, the river of oblivion, rolls his watery labyrinth, which whoso drinks forgets both joy and grief.
Justice divine Mends not her slowest pace for prayers or cries.
Deep vers'd in books, and shallow in himself.
Be lowly wise: Think only what concerns thee and thy being.
So spake the seraph Abdiel, faithful found; Among the faithless, faithful only he.
Those whom reason hath equalled, force hath made supreme