They Eat, They Drink, And In Communion

Solitude Is Sometimes Best Society.

For Contemplation He And Valour Formed; / For Softness She And Sweet Attractive Grace, / He For God Only, She For God In Him: / His Fair Large Front And Eye Sublime Declared / Absolute Rule.

Now Conscience Wakes Despair That Slumber'd,-wakes The Bitter Memory Of What He Was, What Is, And What Must Be Worse.

Sweet Is The Breath Of Morn, Her Rising Sweet, With Charm Of Earliest Birds.

Know Thy Birth! For Dost Thou Art, And Shalt To Dust Return.