I form'd them free, and free they must remain, Till they enthral themselves

Till morning fair / Came forth with pilgrim steps in amice grey.

Blind mouths! that scarce themselves know how to hold / A sheep-hook.

Confusion heard his voice, and wild uproar Stood ruled, stood vast infinitude confined; Till at his second bidding darkness fled, Light shone, and order from disorder sprung.

Confusion heard his voice, and wild uproar Stood ruled, stood vast infinitude confined; Till at his second bidding darkness fled, Light shone, and order from disorder sprung.

Such strains as would have won the ear / Of Pluto, to have quite set free / His half-regained Eurydice.