My Love Though Silly Is More Brave.

Licence My Roving Hands, And Let Them Go Before, Behind, Between, Above, Below.

I Do Not Love A Man, Except I Hate His Vices, Because Those Vices Are The Enemies, And The Destruction Of That Friend Whom I Love.

And To 'scape Stormy Days, I Choose An Everlasting Night.

How Great Love Is, Presence Best Trial Makes, But Absence Tries How Long This Love Will Be.

This Only Is Charity, To Do All, All That We Can.