Seal then this bill of my divorce to all

On whom those fainter beams of love did fall;

Marry those loves which in youth scattered be

On Fame, Wit, Hopes (false mistresses), to thee.

Churches are best for prayer, that have least light:

To see God only, I go out of sight,

And to ‘scape stormy days I choose

An everlasting night.

John Donne (1572-1632), A hymn to Christ at the author’s last going into Germany, 1619.