He Touch'd The Tender Stops

The Starry Cope Of Heaven.

Grace Was In All Her Steps, Heaven In Her Eye, In Every Gesture Dignity And Love.

And Looks Commercing With The Skies, Thy Rapt Soul Sitting In Thine Eyes.

Knowledge Forbidden? Suspicious, Reasonless. Why Should Their Lord Envy Them That? Can It Be A Sin To Know? Can It Be Death?

God Has Set Labor And Rest, As Day And Night To Men Successive.