Your Hearts Are Mighty, Your

Though I Am Not Naturally Honest, I Am Sometimes So By Chance.

Princes Have But Their Titles For Their Glories, An Outward Honor For An Inward Toil; And, For Unfelt Imaginations, They Often Feel A World Of Restless Cares.

Not An Angel Of The Air, Bird Melodious Or Bird Fair, Be Absent Hence!

God, The Best Maker Of All Marriages, Combine Your Hearts Into One.

...vaulted With Such Ease Into His Seat, As If An Angel Dropp'd Down From The Clouds, To Turn And Wind A Fiery Pegasus, And Witch The World With Noble Horsemanship.