O Lord, Never Suffer Us

Reason Is Our Soul's Left Hand, Faith Her Right, By These We Reach Divinity

...whatever Dies Was Not Mixed Equally, If Our Two Loves Be One Or Thou And I Love So Alike That None Can Slacken, None Can Die.

Verse Hath A Middle Nature: Heaven Keeps Souls, The Grave Keeps Bodies, Verse The Fame Enrols.

There Is Hook In Every Benefit, That Sticks In His Jaws That Takes That Benefit, And Draws Him Whither The Benefactor Will.

And Dare Love That, And Say So Too, And Forget The He And She.