The Argument, Plate 2

Rintrah roars & shakes his fires in the burden'd air;

Hungry clouds swag on the deep

Once meek, and in a perilous path

The just man kept his course along

The vale of death

Roses are planted where thorns grow

And on the barren heath

Sing the honey bees

Then the perilous path was planted:

And a river, and a spring

On every cliff and tomb;

And on the bleached bones

Red clay brought forth

Till the villain left the paths of ease

To walk in perilous paths, and drive

The just man into barren climes

Now the sneaking serpent walks

In mild humility

And the just man rages in the wilds

Where lions roam

Rintrah roars & shakes his fires in the burden'd air;

Hungry clouds swag on the deep