Where No Hope Is Left, Is Left

Antichrist Is Mammon's Son.

And, When Night Darkens The Streets, Then Wander Forth The Sons Of Belial, Flown With Insolence And Wine.

For God Will Deign To Visit Oft The Dwellings Of Just Men -- Delighted, And With Frequent Intercourse -- Thither Will Send His Winged Messengers On Errants Of Supernal Grace.

Evil On Itself Shall Back Recoil.

Herbs, And Other Country Messes, Which The Neat-handed Phillis Dresses.