A Grace It Had, Devouring (feat. The Horn)

Bravely the figure of this harpy hast thou performed my Ariel

A grace it had, devouring

Of my instruction hast thou nothing bated in what thou hadst to say

So, with good life and observation strange

My meaner ministers their several kinds have done

My high charms work, and these mine enemies are all knit up in their distractions

They now are in my power