The rising world of waters dark and deep.

Beauty is Nature's coin, must not be hoarded, But must be current, and the good thereof Consists in mutual and partaken bliss.

Few sometimes may know, when thousands err.

Son of Heav'n and Earth, Attend: that thou art happy, owe to God; That thou continuest such, owe to thyself, That is, to thy obedience; therein stand.

The rising world of waters dark and deep.

They also serve who only stand and wait.

Such joy ambition finds.