Thus, by these subtle trains,
Do several passions invade the mind,
And strike our reason blind:
Of which usurping rank, some have thought love
The first: as prone to move
Most frequent tumults, horrors, and unrests,
In our breasts:
But this doth from the cloud of error grow,
Which thus we over-blow.
Do several passions invade the mind,
And strike our reason blind:
Of which usurping rank, some have thought love
The first: as prone to move
Most frequent tumults, horrors, and unrests,
In our breasts:
But this doth from the cloud of error grow,
Which thus we over-blow.
Ben Jonson - Discoveries Made Upon Men, and Some Poems
