Hung over her enamour'd, and beheld Beauty, which, whether waking or asleep, Shot forth peculiar graces.

She what was honour knew, And with obsequious majesty approv'd My pleaded reason. To the nuptial bower I led her blushing like the morn; all heaven And happy constellations on that hour Shed their selectest influence; the earth Gave sign of gratulation, and each hill; Joyous the birds; fresh gales and gentle airs Whisper'd it to the woods, and from their wings Flung rose, flung odours from the spicy shrub.

Behold now this vast city [London]; a city of refuge, the mansion-house of liberty, encompassed and surrounded with His protection.

And, re-assembling our afflicted powers, consult how we may henceforth most offend.

The Angel ended, and in Adam's ear So charming left his voice, that he awhile Thought him still speaking, still stood fix'd to hear.

Freely they stood who stood, and fell who fell.

Ladies, whose bright eyes Rain influence, and judge the prize.