Love Is A Circle That Doth Restless

Tears Are The Noble Language Of The Eye.

Next, When I Cast Mine Eyes And See That Brave Vibration Each Way Free, O How That Glittering Taketh Me!

A Careless Shoe String, In Whose Tie I See A Wilde Civility.

Know When To Speak - For Many Times It Brings Danger, To Give The Best Advice To Kings.

Bid Me Despair, And I'll Despair,under That Cypress Tree;or Bid Me Die, And I Will Daree'en Death, To Die For Thee.