These two imparadised in one another's arms, the happier Eden, shall enjoy their fill of bliss on bliss.
Calm of mind, all passion spent.
That practis'd falsehood under saintly shew, Deep malice to conceal, couch'd with revenge.
Where all life dies death lives.
Ladies, whose bright eyes Rain influence, and judge the prize.
And, when night Darkens the streets, then wander forth the sons Of Belial, flown with insolence and wine.