This horror will grow mild, this darkness light.

“Oh goodness infinite, goodness immense!That all this good of evil shall produce…”

“Whose but his own? ingrate, he had of meeAll he could have; I made him just and…”

“Then wilt thou not be loathTo leave this Paradise, but shalt possessA Paradise …”

“Part of my soul I seek thee, and claim thee my other half”