Osiris

Truth indeed came once into the world with her divine Master, and was a perfect shape most glorious to look on: but†a wicked race of deceivers†took the virgin Truth, hewed her lovely formintoathousand pieces, and scattered them to the four winds. From that time ever since, the sad friends of Truth, such as durst appear, imitating the careful search that Isis made for the mangled bodyof Osiris, went up and down gathering up limb by limb, still as they could find them.We have not yet found them all†nor ever shall do, till her Master's second coming; he shall bring together every joint and member, and shall mould them into an immortal feature of loveliness and perfection.

—Milton,John

Soul of my lie, and fame! Eternal lamp of love! whose radiant flame Out-glares the Heav'ns Osiris; and thy gleams Out-shine the splendour of his mid-day beams.

—Herrick, Robert