To drown in hushed oblivion Or tear the walls of ignorance, Raze the vestiges of sense The inner healing to commence,
Appeal to potent fire-gods To conflagrate the mortal past Release in cadence with the suns The spirit-power lone and vast,
Or doom the sense-born to the rounds Of perfidy, the soul debase, Or secure the rock-torn, tattered self To God and all obscurity efface.
Poems Undated (1727)
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