Within doth eat the silly worm;[53]
Even so a mind in envy rolled
Always within it self doth burn.
Thus every thing that nature wrought,
Within itself his hurt doth bear!
No outward harm need to be sought,
Where enemies be within so near.

Lest this poem should appear to any one hardly religious enough for the
purpose of this book, I would remark that it reminds me of what our Lord
says about the true source of defilement: it is what is bred in the man
that denies him. Our Lord himself taught a divine morality, which is as
it were the body of love, and is as different from mere morality as«the
living body is from the dead.


TOTUS MUNDUS IN MALIGNO POSITUS.
The whole world lieth in the Evil One.

Complain we may; much is amiss;
Hope is nigh gone to have redress;
These days are ill, nothing sure is;
Kind heart is wrapt in heaviness.

The stern is broke, the sail is rent, _helm or rudder--the
The ship is given to wind and wave; [thing to steer with._
All help is gone, the rock present,
That will be lost, what man can save? _that which will be lost._

When power lacks care and forceth not, _careth._