Indu'd With Sanctity Of Reason.

Men Of Most Renowned Virtue Have Sometimes By Transgressing Most Truly Kept The Law.

And Now Without Redemption All Mankind Must Have Been Lost, Adjudged To Death And Hell By Doom Severe.

O Fairest Of Creation, Last And Best Of All God's Works, Creature In Whom Excelled Whatever Can To Sight Or Thought Be Formed, Holy, Divine, Good, Amiable, Or Sweet! How Art Thou Lost, How On A Sudden Lost, Defaced, Deflow'red, And Now To Death Devote? Paradise Lost

Moping Melancholy And Moon-struck Madness.

Ride The Air In Whirlwind.