Deep Vers'd In Books, And Shallow In

Anon Out Of The Earth A Fabric Huge Rose, Like An Exhalation.

Such Sweet Compulsion Doth In Music Lie.

My Latest Found, Heaven's Last, Best Gift, My Ever New Delight!

Fate Shall Yield To Fickle Chance, And Chaos Judge The Strife.

This Is Servitude, To Serve The Unwise.