Drink deep; the deeper, then, the more divine;
Angels are angels, from indulgence there;
’Tis unrepenting pleasure makes a god.
Dost think thyself a god from other joys?
A victim rather! shortly sure to bleed.
The wrong must mourn: can Heaven’s appointments fail?
Can man outwit Omnipotence? strike out 681
A self-wrought happiness unmeant by Him
Who made us, and the world we would enjoy?
Who forms an instrument, ordains from whence