Who Knows Not Circe, The

My Latest Found, Heaven's Last, Best Gift, My Ever New Delight!

The Teachers Of Our Law, And To Propose What Might Improve My Knowledge Or Their Own.

To Many A Youth And Many A Maid, Dancing In The Chequer'd Shade.

Virtue That Wavers Is Not Virtue, But Vice Revolted From Itself, And After A While Returning. The Actions Of Just And Pious Men Do Not Darken In Their Middle Course.

Lifted Up So High I Disdained Subjection, And Thought One Step Higher Would Set Me Highest.