Our Torments Also May In

Imparadis'd In One Another's Arms.

Cedar, And Pine, And Fir, And Branching Palm, A Sylvan Scene, And As The Ranks Ascend Shade Above Shade, A Woody Theatre Of Stateliest View.

Awake, Arise Or Be For Ever Fall’n.

Sweet Bird, That Shun The Noise Of Folly, Most Musical, Most Melancholy!

Beauty Is Nature's Brag, And Must Be Shown In Courts, At Feasts, And High Solemnities, Where Most May Wonder At The Workmanship.