"No favour was left which that winsome beauty did not bestow, What fault of ours if he failed in bounty towards you? Thou art reviling because that charmer wrought tyranny, Whoever saw in the two worlds a fair one that played not the tyrant? When the spirit became lost in contemplation, it said this ‘None but God has contemplated the beauty of God;’ This eye and that lamp are two lights, each individual, When they came together, no-one distinguished them."