His Rod Revers'd, And Backward Mutters Of

So Spake The Seraph Abdiel, Faithful Found; Among The Faithless, Faithful Only He.

It Is For Homely Features To Keep Home,- They Had Their Name Thence; Coarse Complexions And Cheeks Of Sorry Grain Will Serve To Ply The Sampler And To Tease The Huswife's Wool. What Need A Vermeil-tinctur'd Lip For That, Love-darting Eyes, Or Tresses Like The Morn?

Incens'd With Indignation Satan Stood Unterrify'd, And Like A Comet Burn'd That Fires The Length Of Ophiuchus Huge In Th' Arctic Sky, And From His Horrid Hair Shakes Pestilence And War.

Athens, The Eye Of Greece, Mother Of Arts And Eloquence.

What Can 'scape The Eye Of God, All-seeing, Or Deceive His Heart. Omniscient!