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ULVER lyrics : "Proverbs Of Hell"

[plates 7-10]
In seed time learn, in harvest teach, in winter enjoy, drive
your cart and

your plow over the bones of the dead, the road of excess leads
to the
palace of wisdom. Prudence is a rich ugly old maid courted by

incapacity.
He who desires but acts not, breeds pestilence. The cut worm
forgives the

plow. Dip him in the river who loves water. A fool sees not the
same tree
that a wise man sees. He whose face gives no light, shall never

become a
star. Eternity is in love with the productions of time. The busy
bee has

no time for sorrow. The hours of folly are measur'd by the
clock; but of
wisdom, no clock can measure. All wholsom food is caught without

a net or
a trap. Bring out number, weight & measure in a year of dearth.
No bird

soars too high, if he soars with his own wings. A dead body
revenges not
injuries. The most sublime act is to set another before you. If

the fool
would persist in his folly, he would become wise. Folly is the
cloke of

knavery. Shame is pride's cloke. Prisons are built with stones
of law,
brothers with bricks of religion. The pride of the pea@@#! is

the glory of
God. The lust of the goat is the bounty of God. The wrath of the
lion is

the wisdom of God. The nakedness of woman is the work of God.
Excess of
sorrow laughs. Excess of joy weeps. The roaring of lions, the

howling of
wolves, the raging of the stormy sea, and the destructive sword,
are

portions of eternity too great for the eye of man. The fox
condemns the
trap, not himself. Joys impregnate. Sorrows bring forth. Let man

wear the
feel of the lion, woman the fleece of the sheep. The bird a
nest, the

spider a web, man friendship. The selfish smiling fool,& the
sullen,
frowning fool shall be thought wise, that they may be a rod.

What is now
proved was only once imagin'd. The rat, the mouse, the fox, the
rabbet

watch the roots; the lion the tyger, the horse, the elephant,
watch the
fruits. The cistern contains: the fountain overflows. One

thought fills
immensity, always be ready to speak your mind, and a base man
will avoid

you. Every thing possible to be beliv'd is an image of truth.
The eagle
never lost so much time, as when he submitted to learn of the

crow. The
fox provides for himself, but God provides for the lion. Think
in the

morning. Act in the noon. Eat in the evening. Sleep in the
night. He who
has suffer'd you to impose on him knows you. As the plow follows

words, so
God rewards prayers. The tygers of wrath are the wiser than the
horses of

instruction. Expect poison from the standing water. You never
know what is
enough unless you know what is more than enough. Listen to the

fool's
reproach! It is a kingly title! The eyes of fire, the nostrils
of air, the

mouth of water, the beard of earth. The weak in courage is
strong in
cunning. The apple tree never asks the beech how he shall grow;
nor the
lion, the horse, how he shall take his pray. The thankful

receiver bears a
plentiful harvest. If others had not been foolish, we should be
so. The
soul of sweet delight can never be defil'd. When thou seest an
eagle, thou

seest a portion of genius; lift up thy head! As the caterpiller
chooses
the fairest leaves to lay her eggs on. So the priest lays his
curse on the
fairest joys. To create a little flower is the labour of ages.

Damn
braces: bless relaxes. The best wine is the oldest, the best
water the
newest. Prayers plow not! Joys laugh not! Sorrows weep not! The
head

sublime, the heart pathos, the genitals beauty, the hands &
feet
proportion. As the air to bird or the sea to fish, so is
contempt to the
contemptible. The crow wish'd every thing was black, the owl
that every

thing was white. Exuberance is beauty. If the lion was advised
by the fox,
he would be cunning. Improve (me) nt makes strait road; but the
crooked
roads without improvement are roads of genius. Sooner murder an
infant in
its cradle than nurse unacted desires. Where man is not, nature

is barren.
Truth can never be told so as to be understood, and not be
beliv'd.
Enough! Or too much.

[plate 11]
The ancient poets animated all sensible objects with Gods or

geniuses.
Calling them by names and adoring them with the properties of
woods,
rivers, mountains, lakes, cities, nations, and whatever their
enlarged and
numerous senses could perceive. And particulary they studied the
genius of

each city & country, placing it under its mental deity; till a
system was
formed, which some took advantage of,& enslav'd the vulgar by
attempting
to realize or abstract the mental deities from their objects:
thus began
priesthood; choosing forms of worship from poetic tales. And it

length
they pronounc'd that the gods had order'd such things. Thus men
forgot
that all deities reside in the human breast.

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