Sigh No More, Ladies, Sigh No More,

It Is The Purpose That Makes Strong The Vow; But Vows To Every Purpose Must Not Hold.

So They Loved As Love In Twain Had The Essence But In One; Two Distinct, Divisions None.

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

The Native Hue Of Resolution Is Sicklied O'er With The Pale Cast Of Thought; And Enterprises Of Great Pitch And Moment, With This Regard, Their Currents Turn Awry, And Lose The Name Of Action.

But Flies An Eagle Flight, Bold And Forth On, Leaving No Tract Behind.