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Saint Augustine! well hast thou said,
That of our vices we can frame
A ladder, if we read more
Saint Augustine! well hast thou said,
That of our vices we can frame
A ladder, if we will but tread
Beneath our feet each deed of shame.
He hadn't a single redeeming vice.
He hadn't a single redeeming vice.
Our faith comes in moments; our vice is habitual.
Our faith comes in moments; our vice is habitual.
O, what a mansion have those vices got
Which for their habitation chose out thee,
Where beauty's read more
O, what a mansion have those vices got
Which for their habitation chose out thee,
Where beauty's veil doth cover every blot
And all things turns to fair that eyes can see!
Search others for their virtues, thy self for thy vices
Search others for their virtues, thy self for thy vices
Music is the only sensual pleasure without vice
Music is the only sensual pleasure without vice
Ne'er blush'd, unless, in spreading vice's snares,
She blunder'd on some virtue unawares.
Ne'er blush'd, unless, in spreading vice's snares,
She blunder'd on some virtue unawares.
Vice may be learnt, even without a teacher.
Vice may be learnt, even without a teacher.
Vice itself lost half its evil, by losing all its grossness.
Vice itself lost half its evil, by losing all its grossness.
