Anon Out Of The Earth A Fabric

Time Will Run Back And Fetch The Age Of Gold.

Nothing Lovelier Can Be Found In Woman, Than To Study Household Good, And Good Works In Her Husband To Promote.

Above The Smoke And Stir Of This Dim Spot Which Men Call Earth.

Grace Was In All Her Steps, Heaven In Her Eye, In Every Gesture Dignity And Love.

With Eyes Of Conjugal Attraction Unreprov'd. Imparadised In One Another's Arms. With Thee Conversing I Forget All Time. And Feel That I Am Happier Than I Know.