Why dost thou cast thy
thoughts upon
that which be high for
thee
Thou ignorant one of minuscule mind
Thou ignorant one of minuscule mind
that be forlorn to
see
For that thine pride doth lift thee up
For that thine pride doth lift thee up
to heights thou canst not
reach
For knowledge base beyond thy mind
For knowledge base beyond thy mind
be much too great to
breech
But cast thy will on that be
But cast thy will on that be
not vain and empty
sea
The waters depth thou canst not cross
The waters depth thou canst not cross
be much too deep for
thee
Thine innocence of mother weened
Thine innocence of mother weened
forsaken rest and
peace
The satisfaction lost in quest
The satisfaction lost in quest
for lying vanities
But question will thy learned path
But question will thy learned path
of unknown remedies
Till thou dost know that God knows all
Till thou dost know that God knows all
and giveth rest to
thee
So venture not the sauntered path
So venture not the sauntered path
that be too high for
thee
Lest thou forsake the rest-filled state
Lest thou forsake the rest-filled state
that mother gave to thee
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