And inwardly obtained a hope divine,
A joy my kindred soul enamoring.
Unless create God’s equal, to receive
Equality with Him, she might depend
On shows external; because these deceive,
Toward universal form she doth transcend.
Life cannot sate its wishes with decay,
Nor yet Eternity commandment take
From years wherein we wither and grow chill;
’Tis lust hath energy the soul to slay,