Whun love, our reut inmortal, Put on mortality And down f rom Eden 's portal Brougbt this sweet world to be. At the sublimo arohaoEel Ho laughed with veiled eyes, For he bore within hia bosom The seed of paradise. He hid it in bis bosom, And tbüro such "vvarmth it found It brake in bud and blOBSom, ' And the rose feil on the pround. As the green ligbt on the prairie, As the red ligbt on the sea, Through fragrant belts of summer tbis sweet "world to b6. And the grave archangel, eeeing, Spread his mighty vans for flight, But a glow hung round him fleeing Like the roae of an aretio night, And sadly moving heavenward By Venus and by Mars, He heard the joyful planets Huil earth, the rose of stars.