And The Earth Self-balanced On Her Centre

Part Of My Soul I Seek Thee, And Claim Thee My Other Half

Goodness Thinks No Ill Where No Ill Seems.

The Angel Ended, And In Adam's Ear So Charming Left His Voice, That He Awhile Thought Him Still Speaking, Still Stood Fix'd To Hear.

With A Smile That Glow'd Celestial Rosy Red, Love's Proper Hue.

Freely They Stood Who Stood, And Fell Who Fell.