Few Sometimes May Know, When Thousands Err.

By Night The Glass Of Galileo ... Observes Imagin'd Land And Regions In The Moon.

Flowers Of All Hue, And Without Thorn The Rose.

Hear All Ye Angels, Progeny Of Light, Thrones, Dominations, Princedoms, Virtues, Powers.

But All Was False And Hollow; Though His Tongue Dropp'd Manna, And Could Make The Worse Appear The Better Reason, 4 To Perplex And Dash Maturest Counsels.

Good, The More Communicated, More Abundant Grows.