Insatiableness. I

Summary

No Walls confine! Can nothing hold my Mind?

Can I no Rest nor Satisfaction find?

Must I behold Eternity

And see

What Things abov the Hev'ns be?

Will nothing serv the Turn?

Nor Earth, nor Seas, nor Skies?

Till I what lies

In Time's beginning find;

Must I till then for ever burn?

Not all the Crowns; not all the heaps of Gold

On Earth; not all the Tales that can be told,

Will Satisfaction yield to me:

Nor Tree,

Nor Shade, nor Sun, nor Eden, be

A Joy: Nor Gems in Gold,

(Be't Pearl or precious Stone,)

Nor Spring, nor Flowers,

Answer my Craving Powers,

Nor any Thing that Eys behold.

Till I what was before all Time descry,

The World's Beginning seems but Vanity.

My Soul doth there long Thoughts extend;

No End

Doth find, or Being comprehend:

Yet somwhat sees that is

The obscure shady face

Of endless Space,

All Room within; where I

Expect to meet Eternal Bliss.