I am one of these dumb wise men  So I've much ado to know myself    I don't know how to get clear  with all the depths I owe  Thru the hour-glass they flow  I don't know the free and offered light  The lighting of my being is as bright    If I break the day, what would I gain?  To hold a candle lighting shame?  I desire no delight, no more delight  All knowledge is now burning in my eyes    You promise me blush life  I stand for sacrifice  I wish You all the joy that You can wish  Spirits dull at night  I think You are denied  The light we see is burning in my eyes    I don't show teeth in way of smile  I only see the hour-glass how it runs  By yonder-moon I swear You do me wrong  With my own hands I strike You honour down