Not to permit our passions over sway
Our actions, not our wanton flesh betray
The soules chaste Empire: for however we
To th' outward shew may gaine a victory
And proudly triumph: if to conquour sinne
We combate not, we are at warre within.
Vias tuas Domine demonstra mihi.
Where have I wandred? In what way
Horrid as night