A Limbo Large And Broad,

The Starry Cope Of Heaven.

So On This Windy Sea Of Land, The Fiend Walked Up And Down Alone Bent On His Prey.

Necessity And Chance Approach Not Me, And What I Will Is Fate.

Nothing Lovelier Can Be Found In Woman, Than To Study Household Good, And Good Works In Her Husband To Promote.

Seas Wept From Our Deep Sorrows.