"As I have seene when on the breast of Thames A heavenly beauty of sweet English Dames, In some calme Ev’ning of delightfull May, With Musick give a farewell to the day, Or as they would (with an admired tone) Greet Nights ascension to her Eben Throne, Rapt with their melodie, a thousand more Run to be wafted from the bounding shore."