If Wishes Would Prevail With Me, My

What Early Tongue So Sweet Saluteth Me?

For Thy Sweet Love Remember'd Such Wealth Brings That Then I Scorn To Change My State With Kings.

I Feel It Gone, Yet Know Not When It Left.

Then Imitate The Action Of The Tiger; Stiffen The Sinews, Summon Up The Blood.

Men In Rage Strike Those That Wish Them Best.