Nothing Lovelier Can Be Found

Therefore God's Universal Law Gave To The Man Despotic Power Over His Female In Due Awe, Not From That Right To Part An Hour, Smile She Or Lour.

And To Thy Husband's Will Thine Shall Submit; He Over Thee Shall Rule.

The Love-lorn Nightingale Nightly To Thee Her Sad Song Mourneth Well.

One Sip Of This Will Bathe The Drooping Spirits In Delight, Beyond The Bliss Of Dreams.

But See! Thevirgin Blessed Hath Laid Her Babe To Rest. Time Is Our Tedious Song Should Here Have Ending.