But see! theVirgin blessed Hath laid her Babe to rest. Time is our tedious song should here have ending.
Evil on itself shall back recoil.
Midnight brought on the dusky hour Friendliest to sleep and silence.
Sabrina fair, Listen where thou art sitting Under the glassy, cool, translucent wave, In twisted braids of lilies knitting The loose train of thy amber-dropping hair.
A grateful mind/ By owing owes not, but still pays, at once/ Indebted and discharg'd.
Above the smoke and stir of this dim spot Which men call earth.