Bid Amaranthus All His Beauty Shed, And

Who, As They Sung, Would Take The Prison'd Soul And Lap It In Elysium.

Most Men Admire Virtue Who Follow Not Her Lore.

Fairest Of Stars, Last In The Train Of Night, If Better Thou Belong Not To The Dawn.

From His Lips/not Words Alone Pleased Her.

Iris All Hues, Roses, And Jessamine Reared High Their Flourished Heads Between, And Wrought Mosaic; Underfoot The Violet, Crocus, And Hyacinth With Rich Inlay Broidered The Ground, More Coloured Than With Stone Of Costliest Emblem: Other Creature Here Beast, Bird, Insect, Or Worm Durst Enter None; Such Was Their Awe Of Man.