By
John Donne.
And let thy
patriarches Desire
(Those great
grandfathers of thy church, which saw
More in the cloud, that wee in
fire,
Whome nature clear'd more, than us
Grace and Law,
And now in
Heaven still pray, that wee
May use our new helpes rights,)
Be satisfy'd, and fructifie in mee;
Let not my minde be blinder by more light
Nor Fatih, by
Reason added, lose her sight.