Few Sometimes May Know, When Thousands Err.

Farewell Happy Fields, Where Joy Forever Dwells: Hail, Horrors, Hail.

Myself, And All The Angelic Host, That Stand In The Sight Of God Enthroned, Our Happy State Hold, As You Yours, While Our Obedience Hold. On Other Surety None: Freely We Serve, Because We Freely Love.

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

O Fleeting Joys Of Paradise, Dear Bought With Lasting Woes!

In Vain Doth Valour Bleed, While Avarice And Rapine Share The Land.