Imparadis'd In One Another's Arms.

Knowledge Cannot Defile, Nor Consequently The Books, If The Will And Conscience Be Not Defiled.

As In An Organ From One Blast Of Wind To Many A Row Of Pipes The Soundboard Breathes.

O Why Did God, Creator Wise, That Peopled Highest Heav'n With Spirits Masculine, Create At Last This Novelty On Earth, This Fair Defect Of Nature, And Not Fill The World At Once With Men As Angels Without Feminine, Or Find Some Other Way To Generate Mankind?

The Childhood Shows The Man, As Morning Shows The Day.

Seas Wept From Our Deep Sorrows.