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Robert Herrick - To His Conscience
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Can I not sin, but thou wilt be
My private protonotary?
Can I not woo thee, to pass by
A short and sweet iniquity?
I`ll cast a mist and cloud upon
My delicate transgression,
So utter dark, as that no eye
Shall see the hugg`d impiety.
Gifts blind the wise, and bribes do please
And wind all other witnesses;
And wilt not thou with gold be tied,
To lay thy pen and ink aside,
That in the mirk and tongueless night,
Wanton I may, and thou not write?
—It will not be:  And therefore, now,
For times to come, I`ll make this vow;
From aberrations to live free:
So I`ll not fear the judge, or thee.
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