A Man In Armor Is His Armor's

A Pretty Woman's Worth Some Pains To See.

Brightest Truth, Purest Trust In The Universe, All Were For Me, In The Kiss Of One Girl.

My Sun Sets To Rise Again.

And I Have Written Three Books On The Soul, Proving Absurd All Written Hitherto, And Putting Us To Ignorance Again.

Again The Cousin's Whistle! Go, My Love.