         My mind grows madder and more fit
         In everything to catch and find
         Meanings, resemblances defined
         By not a form that thought can hi
 Smile no Thou canst not comprehend! 
         What is this? What truth doth sleep 
         In these ravings without end
                 And beyond notion deep?
 Laugh no Know'st thou what madness is? 
 Wonder no All is mysterie
         Ask no For who can reply? 
 Weep for me, child, but do not love me 
 Who have in me too much that is above me,
         Too much I cannot call «I»
         Weep for the ruin of my mind
 Weep rather, child, that things so deep should move me 
         To lose the clear thoughts that could prove me
                 One worthy of mankin