The Sleeper Has Awaken

"Truth is the trial of itself, And needs no other touch; And purer than the purest gold, Refine it neer so much. It is the life and light of love, The sun that ever shineth, And spirit of that special grace, That Faith and love defineth, It is the warrant of the word, That yields a scent so sweet, As gives a power to faith to tread All falsehood Under feet. It is the sward that doth divide The Marrow from the bone, And in effect to heavenly love Doth shew the Holy One,"
Ben Jonson

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