The Creation, Hob.XXI,2: Pt. 3, Graceful Consort!

Graceful consort! At thy side softly fly the golden hours. Ev'ry moment brings new rapture ev'ry care is lull'd to rest.

Spouse adored! At thy side purest joys o'erflow the heart. Life and all I have is thine my reward thy love shall be.

The dew dropping morn, O how she quickens all! The coolness of evening, O how she all restores! How grateful is of fruit the savor sweet! How pleasing is of fragrant bloom the smell! But without thee, what is to me the morning dew, the evening's breeze, the sav'ry fruit, the fragrant bloom! With thee is ev'ry joy enhanced, with thee delight is ever new with thee is life incessant bliss thine it all shall be.