And Feel That I Am Happier Than

Come And Trip It As Ye Go On The Light Fantastic Toe.

Death Grinn'd Horrible A Ghastly Smile, To Hear His Famine Should Be Fill'd.

Capricious, Wanton, Bold, And Brutal Lust Is Meanly Selfish; When Resisted, Cruel; And, Like The Blast Of Pestilential Winds, Taints The Sweet Bloom Of Nature's Fairest Forms.

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.

The Mountain Nymph, Sweet Liberty.