Infinity is a dark illimitable ocean, without bound.

O welcome pure-eyed Faith, white handed Hope, Thou hovering angel girt with golden wings.

A grateful mind/ By owing owes not, but still pays, at once/ Indebted and discharg'd.

Pandemonium, the high capital Of Satan and his peers.

With ruin upon ruin, rout on rout, Confusion worse confounded.

And out of good still to find means of evil.

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.