In Naked Beauty Most Adorned.

The Rising World Of Waters Dark And Deep.

Hail, Wedded Love, Mysterious Law; True Source Of Human Happiness.

Part Of My Soul I Seek Thee, And Claim Thee My Other Half

With Thee Conversing I Forget All Time.

He Scarce Had Ceased When The Superior Fiend Was Moving Toward The Shore; His Ponderous Shield Ethereal Temper, Massy, Large And Round, Behind Him Cast; The Broad Circumference Hung On His Shoulders Like The Moon, Whose Orb Through Optic Glass The Tuscan Artist Views At Evening From The Top Of Fésolè, Or In Valdarno, To Descry New Lands, Rivers Or Mountains In Her Spotty Globe.