Love Virtue, She Alone Is Free, She

Only This I Know, That One Celestial Father Gives To All.

In Vain Doth Valour Bleed, While Avarice And Rapine Share The Land.

Incens'd With Indignation Satan Stood Unterrify'd, And Like A Comet Burn'd That Fires The Length Of Ophiuchus Huge In Th' Arctic Sky, And From His Horrid Hair Shakes Pestilence And War.

Heaven Is For Thee Too High To Know What Passes There; Be Lowly Wise. Think Only What Concerns Thee And Thy Being; Dream Not Of Other Worlds, What Creatures There Live, In What State, Condition, Or Degree, Contented That Thus Far Hath Been Revealed.

But Infinite In Pardon Is My Judge.