But See! Thevirgin Blessed Hath Laid Her

O'er Many A Frozen, Many A Fiery Alp, Rocks, Caves, Lakes, Fens, Bogs, Dens, And Shades Of Death.

No Date Prefixed Directs Me In The Starry Rubric Set.

Farewell Hope, And With Hope Farewell Fear

O Fairest Of Creation, Last And Best Of All God's Works, Creature In Whom Excelled Whatever Can To Sight Or Thought Be Formed, Holy, Divine, Good, Amiable, Or Sweet! How Art Thou Lost, How On A Sudden Lost, Defaced, Deflow'red, And Now To Death Devote? Paradise Lost

Who Overcomes By Force, Hath Overcome But Half His Foe.