Our torments also may in length of time Become our Elements.
Hear all ye angels, progeny of light, Thrones, dominations, princedoms, virtues, powers.
The spirits perverse with easy intercourse pass to and fro, to tempt or punish mortals.
Where all life dies death lives.
Ladies, whose bright eyes Rain influence, and judge the prize.
Here the great art lies, to discern in what the law is to be to restraint and punishment, and in what things persuasion only is to work.