• You know the worst: your wills are fickle, Your values blurred, your hearts impure And your past life a ruined church-- But let your poison be your cure.

    Louis MacNeice: You know the worst: your wills are fickle,
Your values blurred, your hearts impure
And your past life a ruined church--
But let your poison be your cure.
    Louis MacNeice (2015). “Selected Poems”, p.3, Faber & Faber