The keys of knowledge (The disciple)

(The Saviour of the World, Vol VI Book IV Poem XLI)

Are, now, no dried-up wells, hermetic seal’d,
As held they water of life? Go we with keys,—
Official proclamation that with these
We could the courts where knowledge is revealed

Ope to the thirsty scholar? Our own ease
Take we the while fair Knowledge lies concealed
’Neath dust of verbiage, nor the fit key yield
To willing learner whom ’tis ours to please?

Believe we then that Knowledge is our own
To give or to refuse, hold or impart,
Or, miser’s store, nor use nor give away?

Lord, make us understand terms of that loan
Of gracious Knowledge, of delightsome Art,
For all men’s use, Thou lodg’st with us to-day!

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