Fair Was The Dawn, And But E'En Now The Skies SHow'd Like To Cream Inspir'D With Strawberries, But On A Sudden All Was Chang'D And Gone That Smil'D In That First Sweet Complexion. Then Thunder-Claps And Lightning Did Conspire To Tear The World, Or Set It All On Fire. What Trust To Things Below, Whenas We See, As Men, The Heavens Have Their Hypocrisy?