So many reasons, Understanding gain:
And many understandings, Knowledge bring,
And by much knowledge, Wisdom we obtain
So, many stairs we must ascend upright,
Ere we attain to Wisdom's high degree:
So doth this earth eclipse our Reason's light,
Which else (in instants) would like angels see.
Yet hath the Soul a dowry natural,
And Sparks of Light some common things to see;
Not being a blank, where nought is writ at all,