God Shall Be All In All.

Yet From Those Flames No Light, But Rather Darkness Visible.

And Join With Thee Calm Peace And Quiet, Spare Fast, That Oft With Gods Doth Diet.

The Low'ring Element Scowls O'er The Darken'd Landscape.

Give Me The Liberty To Know, To Utter, And To Argue Freely According To Conscience, Above All Liberties.

Implied Subjection, But Requir'd With Gentle Sway, And By Her Yielded, By Him Best Receiv'd,- Yielded With Coy Submission, Modest Pride, And Sweet, Reluctant, Amorous Delay.