"The Sprites of fiery Termagants in Flame. Mount up, and take a Salamander's name. Soft yielding minds to Water glide away, and sip, with Nymphs, their elemental Tea. The graver Prude sinks downward to a Gnome, in search of mischief still on Earth to roam. The light Coquettes in Sylphs aloft repair, and sport and flutter in the fields of Air."