By John Donne.

But snatch mee heavenly Spirit from this vaine
Reckoning their vanities, lesse is their gaine
Than hazard still, to medicate on ill,
Though with good minde; their reasons, like those toyes
Of glassie bubbles, which the gamesome boyes
Stretch to so nice a thinness through a quill
That they themselves breake, doe themselves spill:
Arguing is heretiques game, and Excercise
As wrestlers, perfects them; Not liberties
Of speech, but silence; hands not tongues end heresies.


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