They Who Have Put Out The People's

Confusion Heard His Voice, And Wild Uproar Stood Ruled, Stood Vast Infinitude Confined; Till At His Second Bidding Darkness Fled, Light Shone, And Order From Disorder Sprung.

The Work Under Our Labour Grows, Luxurious By Restraint.

Love-quarrels Oft In Pleasing Concord End.

Our State Cannot Be Severed, We Are One, One Flesh; To Lose Thee Were To Lose Myself.

In Contemplation Of Created Things, By Steps We May Ascend To God.