Joyful Sense and Purity

The Prospect was the Gate of Heaven, that

The ancient Light of Eden did convey Into my Soul:

I was an Adam there,

A little Adam in a Sphere Of Joys!

O there my Ravished sense Was entertained in Paradise,

And had a Sight of Innocence.

All was beyond all Bound and Price.

An Antepast [foretaste] of Heaven sure!

I on the Earth did reign.

Within, without me, all was pure.

I must become a Child again.