Accuse Not Nature: She Hath Done Her

Just Are The Ways Of God, And Justifiable To Men; Unless There Be Who Think Not God At All.

Let None Henceforth Seek Needless Cause To Approve The Faith They Owe; When Earnestly They Seek Such Proof, Conclude, They Then Begin To Fail.

On The Tawny Sands And Shelves Trip The Pert Fairies And The Dapper Elves.

Never Can True Reconcilement Grow Where Wounds Of Deadly Hate Have Pierced So Deep.

Our Two First Parents, Yet The Only Two Of Mankind, In The Happy Garden Placed, Reaping Immortal Fruits Of Joy And Love, Uninterrupted Joy, Unrivalled Love In Blissful Solitude.