In their lone seeking for the road of life Rivals in genius, or emulous in rank The whole of life but labors in the dark For just as children tremble
O wretched minds of men, o blinded hearts In how great perils in what darks of life
The paths of matter, its connections, weights Blows, clashings, motions, order, structure, shapes
This darkness of the mind The lamps ablaze, the lights Doth glitter not with gold
Which well perceived if thou will hold in mind Then nature delivered from her haughty lord And forthwith free is seen to do all things Herself and through herself of own accord
O wretched minds of men, o blinded hearts In how great perils in what darks of lifeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
