And let in manhood; let in happiness;
Admit the boundless theatre of thought
From nothing, up to God; which makes a man.
Take God from nature, nothing great is left;
Man’s mind is in a pit, and nothing sees;
Man’s heart is in a jakes[69], and loves the mire.
Emerge from thy profound; erect thine eye;
See thy distress! how close art thou besieged!
Besieged by Nature, the proud sceptic’s foe!
Enclosed by these innumerable worlds, 1400