The perfect form which highest wisdom drew:
Her sweet attractions touch his yielding mind,
As three-fold cords his willing passions bind.
Sensations soft with quick transition roll,
And raise the transports of his grateful soul:
While thrilling raptures through his bosom move,
He feels his heart the seat of God—and love.
Their minds now glowing with celestial fire,
They jointly bend before their gracious Sire;
Devotion’s flame with greater ardor burns,