Book IV. Gold

BOOK IV

Gold

Go and catch a falling star,

Get with child a mandrake root,

Tell me where all past years are,

Or who cleft the devil’s foot,

Teach me to hear mermaids singing,

Or to keep off envy’s stinging,

And find

What wind

Serves to advance an honest mind.

—John Donne, “Song”

Truth can take us so far, beyond that we go by trust

Are you as scared as I am at what’s happening to us

It’s hard on you, but sometimes I just have to run and hide

But it’s your arms I’ll run back to, and your face I wear inside.

—Talis Kimberley, “The Face Within”

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