When bells, diverted from their true intent,
Ring loud for some deluded mortal sent
To hear or make long speech in parliament;
What time the many, that unruly beast,
Roars its rough joy and shares the final feast?
Then heed my counsel, shut thine ears and eyes;
A few will hear me - for the few are wise.”
Not Satan’s friends, nor Satan’s self could bear,
The cautious man who took of souls such care;
An interloper, - one who, out of place,