With Thee Goes Thy Husband,

What Am I Pondering, You Ask? So Help Me God, Immortality.

Eye Me, Blest Providence, And Square My Trial To My Proportion'd Strength.

Good, The More Communicated, More Abundant Grows.

Arms On Armour Clashing Bray'd Horrible Discord, And The Madding Wheels Of Brazen Chariots Rag'd: Dire Was The Noise Of Conflict.

And Feel By Turns The Bitter Change Of Fierce Extremes, Extremes By Change More Fierce.