Every Woman Is The Gift Of A

The Gazelles So Gentle And Clever Skip Lightly In Frolicsome Mood.

He That Marries Is Like The Dogs Who Was Married To The Adriatic. He Knows Not What There Is In That Which He Marries; Mayhap Treasures And Pearls, Mayhap Monsters And Tempests, Await Him.

The Fountain Of Love Is The Rose And The Lily, The Sun And The Dove.

I Have Smelt All The Aromas There Are In The Fragrant Kitchen They Call Earth; And What We Can Enjoy In This Life, I Surely Have Enjoyed Just Like A Lord!

The Deepest Truth Blooms Only From The Deepest Love.