I Am Satisfied To Trifle Away My

Curse On All Laws But Those Which Love Has Made.

Where Beams Of Imagination Play, The Memory's Soft Figures Melt Away.

The Meeting Points The Sacred Hair Dissever From The Fair Head, Forever, And Forever! Then Flashed The Living Lightning From Her Eyes, And Screams Of Horror Rend Th' Affrighted Skies.

All Are But Parts Of One Stupendous Whole, Whose Body Nature Is, And God The Soul.

Love, Hope, And Joy, Fair Pleasure's Smiling Train, Hate, Fear, And Grief, The Family Of Pain, These Mix'd With Art, And To Due Bounds Confin'd Make And Maintain The Balance Of The Mind.