The Mind
Nosce Teipsum: Shee Cannot Die for Want of Food
From Complete Poems, ed. Grosart (1876)
The Mind
Perhaps for want of food the soule may pine;
But that were strange, sith all things bad and good,
Sith all God's creature's mortall and diuine,
Sith God Himselfe, is her eternall food.
Bodies are fed with things of mortall kind,
And so are subiect to mortalitie;
But Truth which is eternall, feeds the mind;
The Tree of life, which will not let her die.
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Davies, John. “Nosce Teipsum: Shee Cannot Die for Want of Food.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/davies/78/.
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Davies, John. “Nosce Teipsum: Shee Cannot Die for Want of Food.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/davies/78/.
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