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Love Like A Shadow Flies When Substance Love Pursues Pursuing That That Flies, And Flying What Pursues.

I Love Thee So, That, Maugre All Thy Pride, Nor Wit Nor Reason Can My Passion Hide. Do Not Extort Thy Reasons From This Clause, For That I Woo, Thou Therefore Hast No Cause But Rather Reason Thus With Reason Fetter, Love Sought Is Good, But Given Unsought Better.

Proper Deformity Shows Not In The Fiend So Horrid As In Woman.

Dream On, Dream On, Of Bloody Deeds And Death.

And All This Day An Unaccustomed Spirit Lifts Me Above The Ground With Cheerful Thoughts.