SONG OF AERIAL SPIRITS
Poor Mortals that are clog'd with Earth below
Sink under Love and Care,
While we that dwell in Air
Such heavy Passions never know.
Why then shou'd Mortals be
Unwilling to be free
From Blood, that sullen Cloud
Which shining Souls does shroud?
Then they'll shew bright,
And like us light,
When leaving Bodies with their Care
They slide to us and Air.
SONG OF AERIAL SPIRITS
Poor Mortals that are clog'd with Earth below
Sink under Love and Care,
While we that dwell in Air
Such heavy Passions never know.
Why then shou'd Mortals be
Unwilling to be free
From Blood, that sullen Cloud
Which shining Souls does shroud?
Then they'll shew bright,
And like us light,
When leaving Bodies with their Care
They slide to us and Air.
Poor Mortals that are clog'd with Earth below
Sink under Love and Care,
While we that dwell in Air
Such heavy Passions never know.
Why then shou'd Mortals be
Unwilling to be free
From Blood, that sullen Cloud
Which shining Souls does shroud?
Then they'll shew bright,
And like us light,
When leaving Bodies with their Care
They slide to us and Air.
SONG OF AERIAL SPIRITS
Poor Mortals that are clog'd with Earth below
Sink under Love and Care,
While we that dwell in Air
Such heavy Passions never know.
Why then shou'd Mortals be
Unwilling to be free
From Blood, that sullen Cloud
Which shining Souls does shroud?
Then they'll shew bright,
And like us light,
When leaving Bodies with their Care
They slide to us and Air.