Above Our Life We Love A Steadfast

Jigging Veins Of Rhyming Mother Wits.

Nature That Framed Us Of Four Elements, Warring Within Our Breasts For Regiment, Doth Teach Us All To Have Aspiring Minds: Our Souls, Whose Faculties Can Comprehend The Wondrous Architecture Of The World, And Measure Every Wandering Planet's Course, Still Climbing After Knowledge Infinite, And Always Moving As The Restless Spheres, Wills Us To Wear Ourselves, And Never Rest, Until We Reach The Ripest Fruit Of All, That Perfect Bliss And Sole Felicity, The Sweet Fruition Of An Earthly Crown.

Time Doth Run With Calm And Silent Foot, Shortening My Days And Thread Of Vital Life.

He Must Have A Long Spoon That Eats With The Devil.

Why Should You Love Him Whom The World Hates So? Because He Love Me More Than All The World.