Who, As They Sung, Would Take The

But Let My Due Feet Never Fail To Walk The Studious Cloisters Pale, And Love The High Embowed Roof, With Antique Pillars Massy Proof, And Storied Windows Richly Dight; Casting A Dim Religious Light.

Vain Wisdom All, And False Philosophy.

Beyond Is All Abyss, Eternity, Whose End No Eye Can Reach.

A Good Principle Not Rightly Understood May Prove As Hurtful As A Bad.

Hail Holy Light, Offspring Of Heav'n Firstborn!