Hung Over Her Enamour'd, And Beheld Beauty,

Good, The More Communicated, More Abundant Grows.

Freely They Stood Who Stood, And Fell Who Fell.

Come And Trip It As Ye Go On The Light Fantastic Toe.

For Other Things Mild Heav'n A Time Ordains, And Disapproves That Care, Though Wise In Show, That With Superfluous Burden Loads The Day, And When God Sends A Cheerful Hour, Refrains.

Him That Yon Soars On Golden Wing, Guiding The Fiery-wheelèd Throne, The Cherub Contemplation.