Thus air was void of light, and earth unstable, And waters dark abyss unnavigable. […]     But God, or Nature, while they thus contend, To these intestine discords put an end: Then earth from air, and seas from earth were driven, And grosser air sunk from ethereal Heaven. […] woodland Queen, What smoothest air, thy smoother forehead woos? […] Usually with a helmet on her head, and a large plume nodding in the air. […] art hath nought like this, the very air Breatheth of beauty, banishing despair.”