Hell Has No Benefits, Only Torture.

Thus With The Year Seasons Return, But Not To Me Returns Day, Or The Sweet Approach Of Ev'n Or Morn, Or Sight Of Vernal Bloom, Or Summer's Rose, Or Flocks, Or Herds, Or Human Face Divine.

Death From Sin No Power Can Separate.

From Haunted Spring And Dale Edg'd With Poplar Pale The Parting Genius Is With Sighing Sent.

To Be Weak Is Miserable, Doing Or Suffering.

The Timely Dew Of Sleep.