Here you will find the Poem Veil, lord, mine eyes till she be past of poet George Wither
Veil, Lord, mine eyes till she be past, When Folly tempts my sight; Keep Thou my palate and my taste From gluttonous delight. Stop Thou mine ear from sirens? songs, My tongue from lies restrain; Withhold my hands from doing wrongs, My feet from courses vain. Teach, likewise, ev?ry other sense To act an honest part, But chiefly settle innocence And pureness in my heart; So naught without me or within, Shall work an ill effect, By tempting me to act a sin, Or virtues to neglect.