Philosophers have measured mountains,
\nFathomed the depths of seas, of states, and kings,
\nWalked with a staff to heaven, and traced fountains:
\nBut there are two vast, spacious things
\nThe which to measure it doth more behoove:
\nYet few there are that sound them: Sin and Love.<\/p>\n
Who would know Sin, let him repair
\nUnto Mount Olivet; there shall he see
\nA man so wrung with pains that all his hair,
\nHis skin, his garments bloody be.
\nSin is that press and vice, that forceth pain
\nTo hunt his cruel food through every vein.<\/p>\n
Who knows not Love, let him assay
\nAnd taste that juice, which on the cross a pike
\nDid set again abroach; then let him say
\nIf ever he did taste the like.
\nLove is that liquor sweet and most divine
\nWhich my God feels as blood; but I, as wine.<\/p>\n
–George Herbert (1593-1633) <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Philosophers have measured mountains, Fathomed the depths of seas, of states, and kings, Walked with a staff to heaven, and traced fountains: But there are two vast, spacious things The which to measure it doth more behoove: Yet few there…<\/span><\/p>\n