VAIN wits and eyes <br />Leave, and be wise : <br />Abuse not, shun not holy fire, <br />But with true tears wash off your mire. <br />Tears and these flames will soon grow kind, <br />And mix an eye-salve for the blind. <br />Tears cleanse and supple without fail, <br />And fire will purge your callous veil, <br />Then comes the light ! which when you spy, <br />And see your nakedness thereby, <br />Praise Him, Who dealt His gifts so free <br />In tears to you, in fire to me.<br /><br />Henry Vaughan<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/vain-wits-and-eyes/
