His Sleep Was Aery Light, From Pure

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

My Latest Found, Heaven's Last, Best Gift, My Ever New Delight!

Where More Is Meant Than Meets The Ear.

Darkness Now Rose, As Daylight Sunk, And Brought In Low'ring Night Her Shadowy Offspring.

A Poet Soaring In The High Reason Of His Fancies, With His Garland And Singing Robes About Him.