SongXI

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Song

XI

Reminiscence

Who truth pursues, who from false ways

His heedful steps would keep,

By inward light must search within

In meditation deep;

All outward bent he must repress

His soul’s true treasure to possess.

Then all that error’s mists obscured

Shall shine more clear than light,

This fleshly frame’s oblivious weight

Hath quenched not reason quite;

The germs of truth still lie within,

Whence we by learning all may win.

Else how could ye the answer due

Untaught to questions give,

Were’t not that deep within the soul

Truth’s secret sparks do live?

If Plato’s teaching erreth not,

We learn but that we have forgot.