The Searchby Henry Vaughan
Original Language English
Leave, leave, thy gadding thoughts;
Still out of Doores,
Within them nought.
The skinne, and shell of things
Thy wish, nor pray'r,
By meer Despair
To rack old Elements,
Sure here he must
Is not the way,
Search well another world; who studies this,
Travels in Clouds, seeks Manna, where none is.
|-- from The Oxford Book of Mystical Verse, Edited by D. H. S. Nicholson / Edited by A. H. E. Lee|