But What Is Past My Help Is

Oh, Love Will Make A Dog Howl In Rhyme.

My Virginity, That From My Childhood Kept Me Company, Is Heavier Than I Can Endure To Bear. Forgive Me, Cupid, For Thou Art God, And I A Wretched Creature: I Have Sinn'd; But Be Thou Merciful, And Grant That Yet I May Enjoy What Thou Wilt Have Me Love!

Let No Man Fear To Die, We Love To Sleep All, And Death Is But The Sounder Sleep.

Faith Without Works Is Like A Bird Without Wings; Though She May Hop With Her Companions On Earth, Yet She Will Never Fly With Them To Heaven.

The Greatest Attribute Of Heaven Is Mercy.