In Argument With Men A Woman Ever

With Ruin Upon Ruin, Rout On Rout, Confusion Worse Confounded.

Hope Allows Us To Bid Farewell To Fear.

The Winds With Wonder Whist, Smoothly The Waters Kisst.

Confusion Heard His Voice, And Wild Uproar Stood Ruled, Stood Vast Infinitude Confined; Till At His Second Bidding Darkness Fled, Light Shone, And Order From Disorder Sprung.

Evil On Itself Shall Back Recoil.