Herman Melville

“ Here sighed debate: "Ah, Zoima, say; ⁠120
Be it far from me to impute a sin,
But may a sinless nature win
Those deeps he knows?"--"Sin shuns that way;
Sin acts the sin, but flees the thought
That sweeps the abyss that sin has wrought. ”

“ O soft man-eater, furry-fine:
Oh, be thou Jael, be thou Leah--
Unfathomably shallow!--No! ⁠95
Nearer the core than man can go
Or Science get--nearer the slime
Of nature's rudiments and lime
In chyle before the bone. ”