I saw Eternity the other night,

Like a great ring of pure and endless light,

All calm, as it was bright;

And round beneath it, Time in hours, days, years,

Driv’n by the spheres Like a vast shadow mov’d; in which the world

And all her train were hurl’d.

The doting lover in his quaintest strain

Did there complain;

Near him, his lute, his fancy, and his flights,

Wit’s sour delights,

With gloves, and knots, the silly snares of pleasure,

Yet his dear treasure

All scatter’d lay, while he his eyes did pour

Upon a flow’r.

Henry Vaughan

One Response to “About”

  1. Laura Says:

    very nice poem. great blog. Hard at work understanding bureaucracy and the great inertia it engenders in people committed to public service. Must be the flowers at their feet. (“Pick them up! Pick them up!”)

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