Immortal Heat, O let thy greater flame <br />Attract the lesser to it: let those fires <br />Which shall consume the world, first make it tame, <br />And kindle in our hearts such true desires, <br /> <br />As may consume our lusts, and make thee way. <br />Then shall our hearts pant thee; then shall our brain <br />All her invention on thine Altar lay, <br />And there in hymnes send back thy fire again: <br /> <br />Our eies shall see thee, which before saw dust; <br />Dust blown by wit, till that they both were blinde: <br />Thou shalt recover all thy goods in kinde, <br />Who wert disseized by usurping lust: <br /> <br />All knees shall bow to thee; all wits shall rise, <br />And praise him who did make and mend our eies.<br /><br />George Herbert<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/love-ii/
