How like an Angel came I down!

How bright are all things here!

When first among his Works I did appear

O how their Glory did me crown!

The World resembled his Eternity,

In which my Soul did walk;

And evry thing that I did see

Did with me talk.

The Skies in their Magnificence,

The lovly lively Air,

Oh how divine, how soft, how sweet, how fair!

The Stars did entertain my Sense;

And all the Works of God so bright and pure,

So rich and great, did seem,

As if they ever must endure

In my Esteem.

A Nativ Health and Innocence

Within my Bones did grow,

And while my God did all his Glories show

I felt a vigor in my Sense

That was all Spirit: I within did flow

With Seas of Life like Wine;

I nothing in the World did know

But't was Divine.

Harsh rugged Objects were conceal'd,

Oppressions, Tears, and Cries,

Sins, Griefs, Complaints, Dissentions, weeping Eys,

Were hid: And only things reveal'd

Which hevenly Spirits and the Angels prize:

The State of Innocence

And Bliss, not Trades and Poverties,

Did fill my Sense.

The Streets seem'd paved with golden Stones,

The Boys and Girls all mine;

To me how did their lovly faces shine!

The Sons of men all Holy ones,

In Joy and Beauty, then appear'd to me;

And evry Thing I found

(While like an Angel I did see)

Adorn'd the Ground.

Rich Diamonds, and Pearl, and Gold

Might evry where be seen;

Rare Colors, yellow, blew, red, white, and green

Mine Eys on evry side behold:

All that I saw, a Wonder did appear,

Amazement was my Bliss:

That and my Wealth met evry where.

No Joy to this!

Curs'd, ill-devis'd Proprieties

With Envy, Avarice,

And Fraud, (those Fiends that spoil ev'n Paradise)

Were not the Object of mine Eys;

Nor Hedges, Ditches, Limits, narrow Bounds:

I dreamt not ought of those,

But in surveying all mens Grounds

I found Repose.