God Made Thee Perfect, Not Immutable.

Let No Man Seek Henceforth To Be Foretold That Shall Befall Him Or His Children.

Know Thy Birth! For Dost Thou Art, And Shalt To Dust Return.

Yet Beauty, Though Injurious, Hath Strange Power, After Offence Returning, To Regain Love Once Possess'd.

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

Pandemonium, The High Capital Of Satan And His Peers.