Execute Their Airy Purposes.

Knowledge Forbidden? Suspicious, Reasonless. Why Should Their Lord Envy Them That? Can It Be Sin To Know, Can It Be Death? And Do They Only Stand By Ignorance? Is That Their Happy State, The Proof Of Their Obedience And Their Faith? O Fair Foundation Laid Whereon To Build Their Ruin!

With Thee Conversing I Forget All Time.

Into This Wild Abyss, The Womb Of Nature And Perhaps Her Grave.

Such Sober Certainty Of Waking Bliss.

And Add To These Retired Leisure, That In Trim Gardens Take His Pleasure.